It is good to be sent

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It is not good to attempt to spread the Gospel in ways that are manipulative or insincere, incurious, or closed off from those with whom you seek to share the Good News. A spirit of judgment is surely asking for failure and is unfaithful to the whole venture.

It is not good to travel thousands of miles away to share the Gospel, without considering your own context. Separating the good news of Jesus Christ from your roles, relationships, and responsibilities is irresponsible.

 

It is good to be sent out to serve our neighbors near and far—siblings and strangers, and witness to what God is up to in the world. We are called to accompany, be with, people on their journey with Jesus. This ministry of presence will draw us deeper into the world around us, its joys and flaws, where the Spirit is at work and where folk are in bondage to Sin. We ought to be curious enough about those to whom we’re sent to discern the difference between the two experiences, Spirit and Sin.

It is good to live our lives as disciples of Jesus Christ. Our lives lived in the world should point people to the God we know loves them and us so much. Hopefully our lives shine on and spice up the lives of our neighbors, revealing God’s goodness and healing.

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