When Talking to Others...

There is nothing more sobering than speaking of Christ to others. As I stand there and try to give words of life that will rescue from the tortures of hell and escort them into eternal life, I become confused, afraid, angry. As the accusations pour forth from the mouth of ones so young, I am desperate for them. Question after question. Mockery after mockery. It is a sad and solemn thing to watch. But I remember...
I remember thinking they way they think. I remember trying so desperately to hang on to what is familiar to me and run from that which will condemn me. But as hard as they try, they know. They know within themselves that the words of God are true. They know the words of God are right. They know the words of God give life. But the wickedness of their hearts pulls desperately at them. It deceives them. It will not let them go.
In order to keep them from the words of life, the heart begins to throw out the most bizarre and insignificant. The heart doesn't want to know the way to God. The rabbit trails are flying forth. They are over here, then over there. I cannot keep them in one place long enough to adequately answer the question. Then I realize they do not want the answer.

I pause. I pray. Then I remind them that one day they will stand before a just God and give an account for the mockery that is pouring forth from their mouths on this day. I remind them there will be no place to hide. I remind them they will tremble.