A few days ago I had some very nice Jehovah Witnesses interrupt my work by showing up at my door. They were men so I didn’t invite them in, but engaged them on my back steps. I had my Bible in hand and one man said that most people aren’t like me. He said many don’t know the scriptures and aren’t interested. Honestly, he is probably right about that. I can’t imagine what I would find if I went door to door.
Oh how I wish I had been better prepared. They came with a list of scriptures to try to prove their point. I did pose questions to them that they could not answer and when I prayed for them at the end they scurried away as quickly as possible. See, they believe in Jehovah — but not Jesus as the Son of God, yet God Himself.
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through Him all things were made; without Him nothing was made that has been made. In Him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.
I wish I would have really spent the time telling them how much Jesus loves them. How He gave up His right to call down angels to rescue Him from the cross so that we could have eternal life. Not that we can earn that love by handing out some type of tracks, but He loved us FIRST.
After they left, I thought about our conversation. One man in particular really knew the scriptures (at least the scriptures that prepared him to go door to door). I couldn’t help but think of how they had “a form of godliness” but denied its power (2 Timothy 3:5). It left me sad for them.
It makes me sad for most Christians as well. So many Christians barely touch the surface of what God has for them. I have gone to church since I was 11 years old and I know from my own experience that a lot of Christians in my life didn’t (and still don’t) read their Bibles.
My people are destroyed from lack of knowledge.
I told these men that I didn’t need a Watch Tower Society to teach me because the Holy Spirit is my teacher.
But the Advocate, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you.
Do most Christians realize that the Holy Spirit is their teacher? Their advocate?
If you are a Christian and you have somehow stumbled upon this blog post. I challenge you to ask the Holy Spirit to open your understanding as you read the Bible. I challenge you to write in your margins – underline and take notes. Why not use those scriptures in your own life as your sword?
Please don’t wait until you are in a time of desperation. In times like that you need for your well to be full — not empty.