Thursday, August 22, 2013
You just need to EVANGELIZE....!?!
Struggling today. I spent the day outside in the hot, muggy sun...selling....well...crap...to people at way discount prices.
But really, that part was kind of fun. I got to hang out with my brother, whom I love despite the fact that he's a complete turd to me (a loving turd?). He spoiled my baby, and teased eldest a lot, and it was just fun hanging out with him.
But...
His mother-in-law.
Grrr.
She was there all day. When her off-hand remarks weren't annoying me, her actions were, and I just am having a hard time 'being Jesus' in the entire situation.
The day before yesterday, we took a bunch of stuff over to my brother's house for the garage sale. We were setting everything out, and my brother made a comment, I don't even remember why, just said 'Yeah, I'm going to hell.'
I told him not to joke about that, it's not funny, and his MIL, very matter-of-factly, just said "There's no such thing as hell. It was just invented to scare small children into behaving."
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yeah.
And my desire was to verbally eviscerate her with everything *I* know to be true of God and hell and how UNPLEASANT a place it is. How it is NOT a joking matter, and very, very definitely IS real.
But I know her.
She is 70 years old. She is a feminist. She ended a 25+ year marriage because she was tired of being a wife. Her husband hadn't done anything wrong, per se - maybe just took the marriage for granted - but there was no infidelity, no abuse - nothing that by our society's standards JUSTIFIED ending the marriage.
She was just tired of it.
So...I admit I just don't THINK the same way she thinks. I'm not saying she's wrong in her approach to life...but just that - she's not going to accept anything *I* have to say because it doesn't fit in her paradigm.
I just found myself HATING being in her presence. Everything she did today irritated me.
And my mother caught me in the house for a minute, and said - I know it's hard. I know she is frustrating. But you just have to have patience and EVANGELIZE.
I really hate that term.
I get 'talk to people about God'. I get 'share what He has done in your life'.
'EVANGELIZE' makes me think of arrogant televangelists in white suits giving you the number to call in your donations.
I know the REAL definition.
But this person...her BREATHING sets me on edge. And I have to be nice AND try and be God with skin on to HER?!?
Yeah.
So I prayed a lot today, and I will again tonight. For the right words, for the right attitude, for the right opportunity.
Because really - as much as my FLESH person wanted to just shout - 'GREAT - Well let me know how that works out for you when you discover Hell ISN'T just a fairy tale!!!'...that would be her sterotype for how Christians are. It would fit her paradigm where God does NOT love us. And THAT is not who I am meant to be.
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