My life as a missionary is geared more toward discipling people who are already Christians, instead of sharing the gospel with people who have never heard. I had never met a person here in Honduras who hadn't heard the name of Jesus until last Thursday. Most people who I come into contact with have heard the Gospel in some form or another. But last Thursday, I got to share the good news of Jesus for the very first time to a 13 year old girl.
She came to youth group and was new, so I sat with her to make her feel welcome. When she told me it was her first time to ever be in a church, I was surprised, and asked her if she knew who Jesus Christ was. She said no. Right then I got butterflies in my stomach. The good kind-- when you're about to do something exciting and you are anxious to do it-- that kind of butterflies.
I shared with her how the bad things we have done have separated us from God. But Jesus Christ died on a cross so that we didn't have to be separated from God any longer. I explained to her that if we prayed to him and asked for forgiveness he would forgive our sins and that he would live in us forever. She did not make a choice to accept Christ as her Lord and Savior that night, but what an opportunity to sow the first seed of the Gospel into this girl's life!!
The Bible talks about how some people sow the seed, other people water it, and other people harvest it. Having shared the Gospel with her has made me hungry to find more people who don't know about Jesus to be able to share that good news! It is what we have all been called to do- and doing it not only honors God because we're obeying his Word, but it also draws us closer to God!