"Jesus Loves You, But I'm His Favorite"

Allison [judoCHOP] and I were on route to a drop off at Silliman University to hand out tracts; you know, share the gospel of Jesus Christ with complete STRANGERS. In a moment of shear panic I wondered, “When did we sign up for street evangelizing? Jeff’s made a mistake.” I began having a meltdown inside my head.

We set off with some pretty weird ideas about evangelizing. The people of Dumaguete City are incredibly gracious because no one burst out laughing in my face. God must have been roiling in heaven as he watched me step out to “save” souls that day. I became pretty much the worst evangelist in the history of the world. I brought new meaning to the term, “Jesus-freak.”

It was pretty dumb, but I was under the impression that there must be some “formula” for bringing people to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ. In any other deployment, sending a out a worker, who is pretending to know what they are doing would be dangerous [or humiliating.] God however is in control.

As I assailed my personal testimony upon many college students, I’m sure many of them thought, “Wow, Americans are really strange and bold. This lady is kinda creepy...” They were extremely polite because no one ran away.

Allison became a TRACT-PASSING-MACHINE: yes, God moved in swiftly to fill the gaps, where we were lacking. 4-dozen tracts or perhaps more were handed out. I don’t believe my religious-ranting particularly moved anyone to receive Jesus into his or her heart that day. I was deeply blessed however by the sight of students actually reading the tracts. Of those who received the tracts, many started reading them on the spot or [as I released them from the vice-grip of my desperate need to share my testimony] as they crept away... Very few rejected the tracts. It was extraordinary.

There’s a t-shirt that says, “Jesus Loves You, But I’m His Favorite,” and that was how I privately felt. That day I became the apple of our Lord’s eye: through my faith He had blessed many in spite of my fear and retarded preconceptions. I understand it takes 6-8 times for the Gospel to be heard for a person to come to Christ. Don’t hold back if the Spirit compels you: God will bless your trust and fill in the gaps. Just pray, ask and be ready to move.