I remember when I was young, feeling like I was a failure because a witnessing conversation with an unbelieving friend had not gone how I’d expected it to at all. It was tense and awkward and I blundered horribly through it. I recall going to my mom all stressed and worried that I was broken, that there was something wrong with me because I was a Christian who couldn’t witness to others.
She told me that we don’t bring people to God — God does. We, she said, only plant the seeds.
That powerful reminder was echoed in a well-crafted article from the Rebelution that landed in my inbox. Give it a read today.
