Acts
8:4 Therefore, those who had been
scattered went about preaching the word.
There are countless
ways to make the Lord part of your daily life and influence. Which way is best?
The one that you will use, that works for you, that fits you. It may be a
spoken word, a post on social media, an email, or a note. It may be a simple
question about life, happiness, values, or destiny. Where there is a will there
is a way. Once you and I determine to share our faith in Jesus Christ, the possibilities
are endless.
One simple tool is a
wristband you can wear at work, at school, at play, at the store, and wherever
else you may be.
Recently my coworker
arranged for all of us to have a wristband like the one you see in the photo.
It graphically portrays the gospel, showing that Jesus came down from heaven,
died on the cross, was buried in the tomb, rose again and ascended to heaven,
and will return. Simple. Eye-catching. Intriguing. Silent.
The other night my
wife and I stopped at a sandwich shop. We ordered a turkey sub on wheat, with
lettuce, tomatoes, sauce, and … Sorry, I digress. It’s not what we got on our
sandwich that I want to discuss, but what I had on my wrist.
We always try to
smile when we eat out, to be friendly, and to engage those we meet in simple
chit-chat. However, in this situation we did not make any direct comment about
the gospel. We did not need to.
The sandwich
craftsman was a young boy, a teenager. As I paid the bill and added the tip, he
saw my wristband and asked, “What’s that on your wrist?”
He started the
conversation! It was he who asked me!
I gladly explained
the symbols and their significance. He was very interested. He said, “I need to
get back to church. I haven’t been since last summer.” I pulled out a card and
gave it to him. We both invited him to come and study with us.
But there’s more to
this story. As I showed him the wristband and explained its symbols, the young
lady working with him came over to hear. She called out to her mother, who was
also making sandwiches with the two young people. She asked me to explain the
wristband to her as well. The mother and daughter then told us that they are
part of a Spanish-speaking church.
A conversation
started, about the gospel and about the Lord, all because of a wristband.
My wife and I really
enjoyed eating that sandwich. We will be going back for more. We’ll get the
turkey on wheat again, and we’ll offer the bread of life – with a little wrist
action.
Would you like to read more? Here's another post on evangelism.
http://coryhcollins.blogspot.com/2015/09/but-its-not-my-job.html