Fear not; for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.Luke 2:11Each year and just in time for Christmas, my dear family gathers in the warmth of our cozy living room on a winter’s eve. The wood stove has been freshly stoked and the nostalgic scent of citrus and clove diffuses through the air as a fresh pomander dries on the mantle.
I work an office job where I desire to be vocal about my faith in Christ, but I struggle with knowing what to say. What are some practical ways to start a conversation that can lead to sharing the Gospel?
Raucous laughter and pulsating music resounded through the crowded, chaotic street. Eric tried to keep his fellow missionaries in sight as hundreds of drunken revelers surged around them on all sides. Eric (who later became my husband) was twenty-three, and this was one of his first missionary assignments—doing street evangelism on Bourbon Street in New Orleans during Mardi Gras&
I stood nervously in front of the microphone, trying to smile at the audience of forty teen girls who were sitting at beautifully decorated tables nibbling on cupcakes and sipping tea. I was eighteen. It was the first time I had ever been invited to speak publicly. The organizer of a mother-daughter tea at a large, wealthy church in our community asked me to share about my d
Germany, 1933.On a crisp April morning, twenty-seven-year-old Dietrich Bonhoeffer sat pensively in his bedroom at his parents’ home in Berlin. His mind was in turmoil as he gazed down from the second-story window at the bustling city below.
What comes to your mind when you hear the words, “sharing the Gospel”? Some may think of it as approaching someone with a checklist of “Yes or No” questions about Jesus and the Bible, and praying a prayer to “ask Jesus into your heart.” But it isn’t that simple. There is so much more to the Gospel than this!
I settled down in a small corner of the café with a steaming bowl of soup, ready for a quiet hour to journal after a busy day. Quickly I realized it wouldn’t be very quiet as a loud group of women began gathering near me. I tried shutting their conversation out but couldn’t help overhearing the dynamic conversation.