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Praise and Worship; the ultimate form of Evangelism.

  Jesus was so alive and tangible to me when I first got saved I would be at home most nights and would worship and sing to God for however long hoping to experience just a little more of Him. I didn’t realise until recently the incredible importance and profound effects it had on my everyday life. I would go to work and share the Gospel unashamedly. I would talk the ears off my work mates about the good things Jesus had done for my life (and theirs) and they would listen politely. Now I say ‘politely’ because a funny thing happened one day. We were out working on a job (I was landscaping) and we had a sub contractor working for us whom none of the guys had ever met. This guy was about 6ft 8” tall and extremely built. He was an amateur MMA (mixed martial arts) fighter and looked mean as. One day he came up to me while I was on my own working and he said to me “You’re the ‘God worshipper’ right?” I was a little frightened and almost said no I am not. I responded with “what ...

Don't be ashamed.

“Whoever is ashamed of me and my words, the Son of Man will be ashamed of them when he comes in his glory” – Jesus. (Luke 9) Yup. That’s right. Jesus said that. What Jesus says before this is a true reflection of what Jesus is asking of you and you better count the cost. You need to let Him lead. You need to let Him take the drivers seat. I remember the first time I didn’t share Jesus when I should of because I was scared of what some people would think about me. Afterward I was reminded of this scripture. Jesus would be ashamed of me? But there was an intimate truth and conviction that came after that thought. This was my conviction; Jesus absolutely loves me. He went through suffering, rejection, being falsely accused, whipped, humiliated and hung on the cross, for me . That was how Jesus displayed His love for me. This is how I know God loves me. The intimate part of this truth is hard to express in words, but when I felt ashamed of not sharing Jesus’ love to somebody, ...

Jesus My Comforter.

  Distress that drives us to God does that. It turns us around. It gets us back in the way of salvation. We never regret that kind of pain. But those who let distress drive them away from God are full of regrets, end up on a deathbed of regrets. 2 Corinthians 7 I remember a time before I had believed in Jesus when I felt so much pain that I wanted to die. I wanted the pain to just stop. The thing was, it was my own actions that had brought me to that point. Whether if it was through my own blindness or through lack of wisdom, I had driven my self to a point of hopelessness. I had no one to comfort me. I remember a time since I have believed in Jesus that I felt so much pain that I wanted Jesus to just sweep me up and take me home to Him. I remember being on my hands and knees and the pain within me was so excruciating I didn’t know what else to do but scream and yell. “You don’t know what its like God!! You don’t know what this feels like! You have no idea!” His respons...