The memories of my early twenties never fail to bring a smile to my face. Back then, was the era of lots of late nights and the excitement of heading to the next bar, with my friends. Through all my happy memories, I have a memory that was not the highlight of my nightlife. It was stumbling upon a curious sight: people holding up signs with bold messages like "Your going to hell" or "call to Jesus now." Their passion for spreading their fire and brimstone beliefs was hard to miss.
I remember having a wave of diverse emotions sweeping over me. It was baffling to witness individuals shouting fear-inducing messages from the street corner, especially since I, being a Christian, felt it misrepresented our faith. Part of me simmered with frustration at this portrayal. At the same time, I found myself engaging in internal debates with God, pondering why such scenarios were permitted to unfold. How these public displays might deter others from understanding Him better remained a pressing question in my thoughts.
It also struck me how fortunate I felt to discern that the individuals were not truly embodying God's message. It dawned on me that not everyone had been presented with this love and understanding. And I wondered how encounters like the one I had experienced might serve as the initial introduction to Christianity for some individuals. It struck me that this misguided representation could potentially push them away from exploring the faith further, causing anyone to instinctively turn in the opposite direction.
I want to shift gears for a moment and tell you one of the most compelling reasons that drew me towards walking with our creator. It is the serene and calming nature of our God. Since a young age, I have perceived God as a quiet presence that radiates immense power without the need for grand gestures. What truly captivates me is the tranquil and gentle way in which His love manifests. Conversations and walks with Him unfold in the most soothing manner, engulfing me in a sense of safety and peace. And I'm not saying that God is not to be feared, for He is the Almighty whom I desire by my side in every battle I face. However, when God decides that action is necessary, His movements are swift and decisive, comparable to a stealthy force in the night. This unique combination of quiet strength and gentle love is what has always continually drawn me to him.
In a world where fear and hate can sometimes dominate the narrative, it is important to seek out those quiet voices that carry the weight of experience and compassion. They may not be the ones shouting on street corners, but rather the ones who exude peace and understanding, often born from their own struggles. These individuals offer valuable wisdom and speak of love not through forceful demands but through genuine connections. Like a chance encounter during a bus stop conversation or a serendipitous exchange during a routine hair service, these moments of enlightenment can unexpectedly touch our lives, much like the interactions Jesus had. It's in these quiet, encounters that we find true guidance and comfort, a reminder that amidst the chaos, there are still beacons of hope and kindness.
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