The choir in my church sang a song today called, I believe, We Are Not Ashamed. They have sung this song on many occasions and I am always moved by it. It is about not being ashamed of the gospel of Jesus Christ. This is something we should all take to heart.
But do we? How often do we keep silent when we should speak up? How often do we make sure we do not put ourselves in a place or a position where we might have to speak of the gospel?
Some of us, maybe even all of us at times, find ourselves embarrassingly inadequate at sharing our faith. Are we really ashamed? Probably not. I truly doubt, except in certain situations, that most of us are really ashamed of our God and Savior. That would be like being ashamed of our wives or girlfriends, husbands or boyfriends. Most of us are really not ashamed of those we really love.
So what is really the problem?
I believe it is probably intimidation. I do not, entirely, mean intimidation in the sense of being afraid, but instead being under the impression that it will do no good. That it won’t really matter or make a difference. Some of us are concerned with others attitudes toward us and opinions of us and some of us just really think we cannot make a difference.
Why bother talking to that guy at work who is bragging about his adulterous affair? He won’t listen if he is that outspoken about it and I just might be ostracized from the group for my holier than thou attitude.
That Muslim you know is just so devout that you know you will never reach them, and you are a little intimidated by what you know of their religion; so why take the chance of being looked on as one of those hate spewing Christians? We can all live together in love, if we keep silent.
And that goes for that very outspoken atheist also. If we keep silent about our faith, we can all get along very well. And maybe even love each other. And if we can show enough love, then that will win out in the end. Right?
Wrong. What love is this that is willing to keep silent about something so important? I started thinking about this post after listening to this video the other day. In this video you will hear Penn Jillette, a very outspoken, oftentimes crude, but very logical and consistent thinker and atheist. He is the talkative half of the comedian/ magician team known as Penn and Teller.
He is also what I call a true atheist. I was one for many years myself. I believe a true atheist is someone who says they do not believe that there is a God and they are not afraid of those who believe. We seem to be surrounded today by people calling themselves atheist that are intent on silencing us. They seem afraid of something, or maybe it is Someone.
In the video you will hear Penn say that if we, as believers, really love everyone and we really believe what we say about heaven and hell, then our love demands that we tell everyone about it; in effect, we should proselytize. Evangelize, if you prefer.
I admire his stance on this and find that this was the way I felt also. As a Christian we must tell everyone the gospel. If we do not, do we really love? I can’t see how.
We can never be ashamed, and as I stated, I doubt many of us really are. But we must also never be intimidated. We may be called intolerant, or a holy roller, or hateful, or many other things; but we must still tell the story because for the sake of love, it is necessary. Those that can’t except this and call us all of these things are running scared and can probably be reached.
And those that are not running scared, like Penn and like I used to be, will be reached through the consistent witness of love and the telling of the good news.
Listen to the video. And pray for Penn Jillette. A transformation of someone like him would be a mighty witness for the Kingdom.
And the next time you feel a little timid about sharing, remember that if you really love them, you have to.
Love you all
I learned something about fish, especially goldfish. The aquariums led to outdoor creations called water gardens. I have built four of those over the years. We lived without an abundance of financial resources, as you might imagine, so I looked for ways to do things on the cheap. I found that I could go to Wal-Mart and buy “feeder” goldfish for about a dime in those days. So I would pick up about twenty and put them in one of my little ten gallon worlds and see what happened. These goldfish were not very hardy since they were only bred as food, but some would surprise me and live a while. But they never got very big.



