Forgetting The Lost
Missions must ring within every believer – a cry for the dying souls must be found within the heart of every Christian. How can a he live his life each and every day without feeling some sense of fear for his fellow man? How can a Christian pass a stranger without warning him that he may be that very day heading to a place of eternal torment, of eternal suffering, and eternal punishment given to him from a holy, righteous, and just God?
As Christians we have received a mandate to go into all the world and share the glorious gospel that has been given to us. How can we be so prideful, so spiteful, so corrupt, and so heartless to keep this cure to a cancer with far greater consequences than death to ourselves? Could this neglect be something more than just fear that our friends, our neighbors, or our relatives will laugh at what we have to say? Or could it be something so simple, yet so profound, that we have overlooked it because it is the very thing which we lean on to avoid sharing the gospel?
It is obvious that the problem with many, if not most, Christians today is not fear. It is pride.
Christians value their reputations more than the fate of a brother or sister, a mother or father, a friend or a neighbor. They value their job more than the lives of the dying. That is sin – a deep, dark, abysmal sin that so many are trapped in today. And it’s doing even more damagae. The trap of pride is breaking apart churches across American, ripping through congregations holding on to their pride until the boat sinks beneath the waves of sin. This has to stop – this mustn’t continue.
No one is innocent of this. No one has not allowed pride to rule in their lives, giving into the lie that they will lose their reputation, their friends, or even their lives. Pride continues to force many to believe that the words they speak will not sound right, or will not “work.” What Christians decide to forget is that they are not the ones winning souls to Christ – it is the Holy Spirit.
Are we as a people ready to overcome our pride, or will we continue to stumble?