What comes to mind when you read the words, share the gospel? For me, in light of my history as a Christian and my quasi-neurotic personality, I’m immediately struck with a handful of rather negative impressions. Brace yourself, this is going to start off on a downer, but I promise, the message won’t be. My feelings and thoughts at the prospect of “evangelism” probably begin with shame: “I don’t share the good news of Jesus enough.” I quickly move to my general distaste for sales and the “salesperson” feeling I get when I awkwardly force Jesus into a conversation. I dabble in comparison: “Todd/Denise/Bill/Brae/Brixton/etc. is so much better at this than I am. What’s my problem?!” I sometimes take an excursion into my fear of the socially-awkward “talking religion” in our day and age. I may rehearse a few botched gospel-sharing attempts from my past. I wrestle with the blurry popular ethics of proselytism (I know plenty of folks who think no one should ever encourage someone to change their current faith position). Finally, I often trip over the main gospel “talking points” (what exactly are the main points I need to “hit” for this to “count” as evangelism?). On this last point, my head is populated by a panel of Christian experts grading my performance. Sometimes one of them has a buzzer. I know what you’re thinking—this guy shouldn’t be a pastor; he should see a therapist. Well, I do see a therapist, but that’s not the point of this blurb. The point is that I don’t think I’m alone in my trepidations at sharing the good news of Jesus in our modern world. If you ever find yourself stung by a swarm of apprehensions at the prospect of evangelism, then this Sunday’s message is for you! There will be no guilt, shame, quotas, awards, or clever 1,2,3 algorithms for sharing the good news of Jesus. All I want us to do is crack open John’s Gospel (chapter 4) and observe the organic, elegant, and compelling dynamics involved in one of the first ever “evangelism” events in ancient Samaria.
James