We all have a story or two to tell. There are incredibly interesting things about each one of us and the lives we lead. I love chatting with people i meet from day to day because usually if you get them talking they have some interesting story to tell.
Sometimes I am shocked that people take interest in our little farm and then I remember how enamored with farms I had been before I had one. Lets face it, I am still enamored with farms – I love to see silos in the distance. I love to watch those large tractors drive up and down the fields. I love to see horses, sheep and cows grazing…and I love to hear farm stories told by anyone who has one to tell! Tell me about your goats getting out, how many eggs you get a day, your compost pile! I am hooked!
I am a mish mash of stories. Some changed my life. There are some stories I tell very easily and others I hold to myself. We are all probably like that to a degree. Sometimes I wonder why I might be holding a story in. Am I embarrassed – or is it too private (as some are), am I avoiding something, do I worry what other people might think?
One of the stories I don’t tell often is my Christian testimony. For those who are reading this and don’t know what a Christian testimony is :”A testimony is a compilation of words that tells others about your faith.” I dont tell mine very often because I don’t feel like it is that interesting really- it does not have the big bang – it is more of a discovery on a slow moving steam. And frankly I know I don’t share it often because I worry I might offend the audience.
I had that experience recently I wasn’t invited nor was I planning to share my entire testimony with a person I was speaking with. But I knew during the conversation I was having that expressing a part of my testimony might be important. I also knew it might offend the person if I didn’t say the right thing. I have to tell you I hemmed and hawed through the small part I told. I was frustrated with myself!
Why do I do that? Why is it so awkward to me to express that Jesus Christ changed my life? That once i came to know Him my heart was changed- that I was changed? I want to be so eloquent with my words and express the changes that have occurred in my life after I decided to give my life to Jesus Christ. Instead, I don’t feel like I made much sense. But today a good friend told me that it is better when we don’t sound so perfect in our words..it makes it all less intimidating. That made me feel better- because I was not perfect! Maybe in some way God spoke through me -not in my words but in my expression- I am not sure but I hope so.
I thought later that my words might have opened a crack in the armor This person felt that people of faith often were hypocrites. Maybe by explaining that I was a hypocrite sometimes, a sinner a lot(a forgiven sinner!), and completely underserving of God’s redemption maybe that person would understand that those people they thought should be so infallible because they called themselves christians…were just human. That being a Christian does not mean we are perfect… We will never reach that bar if that is what people are looking for when they see a Christian. To me it means being changed in heart, trying to please and serve God each day with what I say and do- and when I fail that I ask God to forgive me and that my heart means it.
My friend had also been badly hurt by a person who said they were Christian. I won’t deny there are some unkind, and just bad people who might label themselves as Christians. I know when someone is really harmed by a person who claims to be a Christian this can push the hurt person away from God – as it did with my friend. My only answer to that is – that was a person – not God. Please don’t turn your back on God because of what a human does to you. Please trust that God did not lead that person to hurt you. God is love – not hate.
Can I help get a person, who has been badly hurt by another person who claimed to be a Christian, to stop blaming God and turn to Jesus? I have no idea – but the only way I can try at all is by telling my story – no matter how muddled I get in the telling.
So please tell your story – not only the Christian one – tell any story because they matter and you matter and you never know how they will effect someone. In my case, I hope I made some difference. I think facing life is much easier knowing I have a creator who loves me and a wonderful place to go after I leave this temporary world.
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