It’s Monday morning. Yesterday in church I talked about the woman Jesus spoke to who he met at a well in Samaria. I asked you to, like Jesus, cross barriers, to start conversations so people can cross the biggest barrier, the barrier between themselves and God. That’s already happening.
I dropped in at McDonald’s for coffee and conversation. A well known, locally, person came and sat down across from me. The conversation began. He said churches were no different from politics. Church people were no different from anyone else. He said he grew up in a church. He learned there it’s all about being good. God wants to us to be good. I told him I didn’t grow up in church. That intrigued him. He wanted to hear the story of how I went from growing up outside church and ignorant of God and Scripture to be where I am today. I told him. I told him how after my sister became a believer my parents made the decision to get all of us into church. I told him how once there I became fascinated with Jesus. I told him I learned following Jesus wasn’t really about being good. It was about coming alive in a new way. It was about Jesus overcoming death. I told him we were inviting friends this Sunday and would like him to come. He told me he had no friends and he laughed as he said it.
I arrived at church. Not long after a woman came in, teary eyed. She needed gas money to get to Atlanta. Her granddaughter, she said, was having surgery and she wanted to get there. We can do that, I told her. Then she asked a question she said her atheist husband asked her. Why would God judge you after you’d tried your whole life to be good? She said she’d never done anything wrong. She’d never stolen or done anything like that. I told her we were all a mix of good and bad, each of us. She insisted she was good. She’d never done anything wrong. Why would God judge her? I told her what mattered was this: everyone of us made the decision we could live our lives without God. We didn’t need him. I told her if we continued believing that when we stood before him God would give us exactly what we wanted, a forever without him. And she still insisted she was good and didn’t think God would judge her.
There are people around us, rich and poor, known and unknown who have not truly heard the Good News about Jesus but instead have heard twisted caricatures of it. That’s why we need to start conversations.