Last night I was listening to Louie’s last talk from Passion 2012 entitled “Fearless.” In it he recounted one of my favorite stories —about two girls named Christa and Ashley. These two girls were both seniors at the University of Florida and were planning on living together during their last semester of college. They didn’t know each other at all. Christa moved in that last semester riding on the high of Passion 2007, and Ashley called her new roommate a “fruitcake”—thinking she was crazy for the way she loved Jesus.
I have always loved this story—the story of two normal lives intertwining—and one girl speaking so loudly with her actions that the other was completely transformed. What I didn’t realize until last night was that this all happened in a span of two weeks. TWO WEEKS.
The time between Christa moving in to Ashley’s apartment to the time that Ashley surrendered her life to Christ was TWO WEEKS.
Louie prayed this verse over the Dome that morning, and I am praying it over me and over you right now:
“Pray also for me, that whenever I speak, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should” (Ephesians 6:19-20)
I have spent years—YEARS—pushing off my responsibility to share the mystery of the gospel by making excuses, “evangelism isn’t one of my gifts” or “whether someone follows Christ is ultimately up to the Lord”, etc etc etc…
One of my goals for this year is to really experience and rest in the reality of this gospel, this truth to which I owe my life. Imagine what the Lord could do through us if we all committed to living this way. Fearless. Bold. Not taking it upon ourselves to decide whether or not someone is open to the gospel, but living in such a way that those around us can’t help but be. Living in a way that declares we are sure of God’s power to transform lives. Any life.
Won’t you join me?