We walked down a set of stairs to a small apartment.
The room was dark, the walls were brick covered with plaster. Behind us was a shiny
blue tarp. It may have covered a hole in the wall. A flat screen TV on a high
stand was playing.
We were met with smiling, welcoming faces. Several
family members, a young couple and a baby were occupying the room. The young
mother took the baby out, but brought her back and let me hold her.
“Do you know this baby is a real miracle?” I asked
everyone. “I’d like to tell you about the miracle of Jesus’s love for you.” I
described how God is pure and holy. He cannot look on our sin. Our hearts are dark with sin, but God bestowed His love on us by sending His Son to die for us.
I then went
on to explain to them that in the Bible, Jesus told Nicodemus he needed to be
born again. I used the pictures on the Evangecube to tell the story. When I
showed them the picture of Jesus on the cross, I quoted John 3:16 and continued
by relating the story of Jesus’s death, burial and resurrection. Pictured next
is the cross spreading out as a bridge to heaven, and I explained to them Jesus
provided that bridge.
Next, I
opened the cube to show Jesus reaching down to take our hand. I clarified how we can be with Him in heaven
instead of separated from God forever.
I asked them
if they would like to pray with me to accept Christ as their Savior. All ten of them prayed with me. We left amazed
at how God’s Spirit was touching the hearts and lives of everyone we met.
They will now have a new life in Christ. “Thank you, Jesus, for letting me be a part of this miracle.”
No comments:
Post a Comment