I set my hopper to pre-record a sermon by Steven Furtick this past Sunday and I’m so glad I did, because I honestly feel some of it was meant for me to pass on to my father (okay, maybe not the entire sermon, but a very important part of it) and some was meant for my son to know, more importantly, hear for himself. How amazing is it that my son was here the day I watched it?
Why, you might be wondering? I’ll tell you why in a minute. I’m sure you’ll get your own image of him after your finished reading this.
Steven Furtick is by far the best preacher I’ve gave my attention to in a long, long time. He actually caught me with his first sermon I ever saw. God knew I needed to hear it too. The topic was exactly what I was going through at the time so needless to say it hit home inside my soul. It also made me feel better because I’d been battling with a few mental health things. After listening, and paying close attention to the message, I felt renewed. Almost as though I could conquer whatever came my way. My positivity was restored an my will was stronger than ever. The sermon was titled, “I caught a Thought’. I even wrote about it and made it a blog post.
With this sermon the message I caught was that nobody is better than the someone else just because they’ve read their Bible more, or have attended church longer. I didn’t catch the title of this specific sermon, but about 10 minutes into his speaking he said, “Do you think because you read your Bible more than everybody you know that it makes you a better Christian?” The next question was, “Do you think because you’ve memorized ALL those scriptures, it makes you a better Christian?” Then the last one he said was, “Do you think because you can quote scripture on demand that it makes you a better Christian?”
Sorry! Not sorry! Especially if you actually thought that was true.
We are ALL equal in God’s eyes. When the Lord looks at us, He doesn’t see us as one individual being better than the next. We are ALL His equal creation! Doesn’t matter if this person is a junky and that person is in the chior at church every Sunday. No one is any better than the next person. Even though that’s the very truth of the matter it still doesn’t make us feel any better when we are judged by someone who thinks they are better than us.
When you are witnessing to people the last thing they want to hear is you preaching fire and brimstone. That their souls are bound for hell if they don’t change their ways. You’ll accomplish nothing but scaring them away from the message behind what you’re trying to get them to understand. They’ll feel as if your shoving it down their throats and then they’re not going to want to hear no more. Honestly, they’ll probably walk away without you getting to finish your ‘religious tirade’. If anything, instead, they’re gonna turn their attention from the words your saying. Causing them to miss out on experiencing everything the Lord has to offer them. What He gives people everyday.
Everlasting Life, Happiness, Joy, Love, Peace, Understanding.
You have to approach people you want to witness to, and care about cautiously and with great care. Like handling valuable historical information. That’s how you have to act, and treat a lot of the people you talk to. As if they’re fragile, one of a kind, or even as though they’re the most important person in your life at that specific moment.
Being raised around my father, well, let’s just say I’ve learned what not to do in those situations. He’ll talk religion 24/7, 365. Who wants to be around that ALL the time? Even though I was little and didn’t have a choice, I didn’t want to hear it so much. I know he scared me saying things a child at 7-years of age couldn’t comprehend because I couldn’t understand. I never thought I was going to grow-up to be an adult. Muchless a mom or even a grandma now. I thought Jesus was coming back everyday I woke up. At anytime in any given moment, at the blink of an eye.
Instead tell ALL the wonderful things about the Lord, and all the things He has in store for each and everyone of us. The wonderfully great things that can & will happen in their lives if they choose to accept Jesus Christ into their hearts.
You’re not going to win people over to the Lord by being an overbearing nuisance. or pushy about the subject. As a matter of fact you’re going to scare them away, making them not want to hear anything more you have to say. You can’t and won’t win people to the Lords side by being overbearing and pressuring them.
You’ll attract more bee’s with honey than vinegar.
Another thing. My dad is guilty of this beyond all measures. When your visiting someone (in thier own home) or you have company, don’t preach every second of time that you’re there, or every where you go. Talk about regular stuff to your family or friends. People don’t want to hear preaching or someone quoting scripture all the time. Especially when the company your with already has a relatioship with the Lord, and the knowledge that comes witht that relationship.
God will set you free from the burden of someone else’s fruit.
My father has a habit of witnessing to people, and asks them if their saved. Only to proceed in preaching fire and brimstone to whoever he’s talking to. He keeps on until he gets to the point of scaring them away or pissing them off. Numerous people in our family and several of his ‘friends’ throughout the years have tried telling him, in very polite ways I might add, how not everyone wants to hear religious talk all the time. It goes in one ear and out the other because let me tell you he is set in his own ways that’s for damned sure. He might have eased up on how much he emphasizes that the evil in your spirit is hell bound? But I doubt it.
I don’t like it when he preaches at me. I have to stop him in his tracks because it’ll just piss me off! At least I’m being honest. It’s as though I have to tell him repeatedly, I have my own relationdhip with God and I believe that Jesus died for us. I don’t need nor do I want to hear about the Bible every single time I visit my parents. It makes me not want to go sometimes, but I do anyways. Because of my momma. (And he is my dad. Jkjk I love him). Lol!
I know he drives the family crazy, especially my momma. She’s gotta live with his ass. I rescue her though by bringing her here to visit instead. Switch it up a little. She can’t get out of the house much anymore because of her leg. The rauma to her knee caused her leg to morph into a much larger version of the other. She shattered her knee cap about 10-years ago now, and only recently within the last 2-3 years received her knee transplant.
Is that even a thing, a knee transplant? Lol!! Bahaha. . .
Alrighty then you guys I gotta get off here. This piece is finally finished so I’m gonna post it now. I hope it gets lot of likes.