Now reading a pamphlet, "Sharing Christ with a Muslim". Did I share Christ with a Muslim today? Not sure. My heart yearned to tell her, to speak to her of the validity and reality of Christ on the cross. Yet I stumbled over my words. I found myself wishing I could speak Farsi...maybe then I would know what to say. I turned to my friend in the car and, out of frustration, asked her to take over the conversation. She wouldn't.
Afterward, I was struck by the reality of the truth of God's sovereignty. There is nothing I can say that will change her heart. The Holy Spirit must draw her. I can't. Such comfort. The burden is not on me. I am commanded to share, and am not responsible for what happens next. I can only pray that she heard and that God will use my words, however inadequate they may be.
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