Do you knowdo you understandthat you represent Jesus to me?Do you knowdo you understandthat when you treat me with gentleness,it raises the question in my mindthat maybe he is gentle, too.Maybe he isn't someonewho laughs when I am hurt....If you care,I think maybe he cares-and then there's this flame of hopethat burns inside of meand for a while I'm afraid to breathebecause it might go out.Do you knowdo you understandthat your words are his words?Your face, his faceto someone like me.Please, be who you say you are.Please, God, don't let this be another trickPlease let this be realPlease
What moved me about this poem is the significance of relationship in the whole process of evangelism. We've reduced becoming a Christian to nothing more than giving assent to a series of philosophical-religious principles and concepts that we think our role is simply to convince someone that our position is the right position. We seek to win the argument, but in so doing we always run the risk of losing the person.
The person who wrote this poem eventually came to faith. And the reason they decided to trust Jesus, the final compelling argument that tipped the balance and convinced them?
It was nothing like that. It was simply that I met a couple of people who were like Jesus to me. That's all it took.
1 comment:
Very nice blog. I that love the poem, from the perspective of a person questioning Christianity, confirms our position as being ambassadors of Christ. Thanks for sharing!
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