“Preach the Gospel at all times and when necessary use words.” Francis of Assisi
“Do you feel the Holy Spirit, right here, right now? Do you feel him?”
“I think so.”
“You think so? Either you do or you don’t.”
Sitting across from a family member in a fast food restaurant, I listened while he talked about my salvation. He questioned whether I was a Christian.
Instead of arguing or leaving, I ate my roast beef sandwich while he preached.
Each time our conversation comes to mind, so does one I had with Baptist minister and friend Bill Cusack about raising kids.
“You can love ‘em into heaven or preach ‘em into hell,” he said.
The lunch date with my family member resembled the latter. Turns out, though, it was an hour well spent. I figured out what not to do with our kids or anyone else.
Ever had one of those conversations, when you wish you were any place else, but you learn a whole lot from being right where you’re supposed to be?
WRite wHere I’m supposed to be – Dear God, help me remember that even though preaching has its place, sermons don’t save people. Love does.
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What a profound article – one I won’t forget. Thanks, Kim.
Thanks so much for stopping by to read and comment, Cynthia. Both conversations left profound memories. Happy I had the second one to shed light on the first. That’s how God works, though, isn’t it?
Thank you Kim. I need to remember that. I always enjoy reading your posts. Thanks for sharing your wisdom and life lessons!!!
Thanks, Tami. You’re always so encouraging. I’ve got lots of life lessons … the advantage to living a long time. : )
Very well said. I’m sharing with One in His Spirit. and will tweet too. Glad to see another great blog.
Keep the fire burning, returning love to others. God is Love.
Thank you for puttin it on fb!!!! I love it!!!
Thanks so much for reading and commenting, Melanie.
Thank you for sharing and tweeting, Joel. I so appreciate being a part of One in His Spirit.
Amen!!!!!!
Amelia, I love a good “amen.” Thank you, thank you.
Excellent. Well put. Actions always speak louder than words…
You’re a love-em-into-heaven friend. Thanks bunches!
Well put. Actions always speak louder than words.
They sure do, Agnes. Always!