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Mind Games

When my nephew was a toddler he would call my husband a "weirdo." He'd give Scott the stink-eye and say, "you're a weirdo" in his cute little toddler voice. We never figured out why he did this but it was hilarious. That was 18 years ago and we still laugh about it from time to time.

My desire is that I can show people that Jesus is not a weirdo. There are so many projections of who Christ is in this world. I want people to see the Jesus I know. The Jesus who is loving, kind, and full of grace; the Jesus who exudes freedom not confinement. I want people to feel His peace when we are together.


'And Jesus came up and spoke to them, saying, "All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. "Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age."' Matthew 28:19

We are called to tell the world about Jesus. However, I think this is where Jesus gets confusing to those who have yet to know Him. Yes, we are to go into the world and teach others about Christ. But, we are not called to change peoples' minds. God does not call us to change and manipulate people for the cause of Christ. Instead, He tells us to teach; teach and show others about who Christ is. God will do the rest.

"By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another." John 13:35

Ah...so easy yet so difficult: love. The world will know Jesus through your love for them. We overcomplicate the call on our lives resulting in Jesus coming out looking like a weirdo. It is not our duty as Christians to save others. It is not our duty to change their minds. Our role is to love on others so intently that they are intrigued by who this Jesus is. We are to live a life in such a way that others are magnetized to Christ.

Once I grasped the concept that my job isn't to play these mind games to get people to believe and be saved, I truly started living for Christ instead of saying I did. My life became a representation (I hope) of who Christ is and what He has done for me rather than just a voice box for the Gospel.

The Great Commission is simple: go out into your everyday life and show the world Jesus. That may mean you let the other person have the parking spot even though you got there first. You say thank you and leave a generous tip even though you didn't receive great service. You give grace to that parent whose kid wronged your kid understanding that they are battling the same parenting demons you are, it just shows differently.

Go out into the nations. Teach the world about this Jesus you have come to know and love. But please, don't make Him out to be a weirdo.

Love & Blessings,
Meg

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