In my early years with Jesus, I behaved as if sharing Christ was for missionaries or those with the spiritual gift of evangelism. I was immature, selfish, and, to be honest, had a stronger love for the things of the world than I did for Christ and seeing His name made known. Experiencing His compassion and grace when we find ourselves “harassed and helpless” and in need of the Shepherd humbles us, though, and produces a love for Jesus that we feel compelled to share. I’m so thankful for that. He rescues us, and in turn, we are blessed to lead others to the One who redeemed and restored us.
Jesus instructed the disciples to pray for laborers to be sent out. We won’t have the compassion or fervor to pray for that when our hearts are focused on ourselves. Is He the object of all of my affections, or am I continually distracted by my own wants and desires? Do I share in the labor for the harvest or count on others to carry the message of hope found in Christ?
Oh Lord, continually renew our spirit with a fresh infilling of Your presence and stir our desire to see others know and love You.