I wrote about my radio friend the other day and have felt I needed to footnote that entry ever since.
He was the kind of radio host that made you feel like you’d lived next door to him and grilled out hamburgers with his family for years….and he was pulling for my team. What a guy.
I never talked to him and really know absolutely nothing about him. I surely don’t know if he had a relationship with God. I learned a long time ago that if anyone asked, “Is he/she a Christian?” my response would be, “I have no idea.” It’s not my responsibility to judge and call that shot.
I can tell you how you can belong to Him and know for sure that you do…..but to judge what is in someone’s heart, only God can do that. His opinion is the only one that matters anyway. Certainly not mine. You will see no eyebrow raised on my face….my plate is full just with me.
My son was about 6 or 7 and wanted to know how to become a Christian. I told him. His concerned little response was, “What if I don’t say it right?”
“Oh honey, it doesn’t matter how you say it….you can’t say it wrong. God’s looking at your heart talking anyway, not your mouth.”
I heard recently about a friend who was in a Bible study with a girl who had absolutely no belief in God period, much less a personal God like Jesus. She was coming because her roommate was dragging her there. My friend gave it her best shot. No response. No interest. She dropped out. Over the summer though, she listened to a man teaching on the internet. One verse, one remote verse that my friend would never have thought would touch one nerve in this girl’s body, hit home, zeroed in on her heart and broke it open. She became a believer. No one led her in a prayer. The words of her heart were expressed to Him, all by herself.
So, I surely wasn’t judging my radio friend. God knew his heart, cared deeply for him and loved him unconditionally. That’s something I do know for sure.
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