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Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Guy at the Coffee Shop

One of our traditional date nights is to go to the coffee shop on the Carrollton square. The other night Matt and I went and I left with a thankful and humbled heart. As we were sitting on the couch drinking our coffee, a young guy came and sat down right beside us. At first I thought nothing about it. I continued reading my book and began noticing his face. His face looked as if it was filled with sadness, confusion, and disgust. I believe disgust with life. He sat there staring into his coffee cup and sighing looking up occasionally to see if we noticed. After awhile, I noticed him picking up the Bible and reading it. I wondered if he did that because Matt and I were talking about the Bible. I nudged Matt and he knew what I was thinking…We needed to talk to him and try and share. I felt nervous and a sense of weightiness. Sharing the gospel is what I am called to do as a believer. It is what I desire to do. Why is it so hard and so uncomfortable? Why does my sin of insecurity have such weight over me? Matt opened his mouth and began to dialogue with this guy. It was almost as if the guy desired to talk to us but when Matt did he held back. Why? I could look at this guy and tell he was hurting and completely broken. We left the coffee shop that night not being able to share with the guy, but we were definitely reminded of the second greatest commandment, “Love your neighbor as yourself.” I only hold “life” in my hand because Christ so graciously gave it to me. Why would I hold onto it? On the way home Matt and I prayed that we would see this guy again and be able to share the gospel. I was thankful, thankful of my salvation for one but also thankful for my marriage. I have not only been given “life” but I have been given a husband to share in the Great Commission with me. What a blessing.

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