It seems like every where I turn God is saying something about speaking the gospel into the lives of the people around me. I'm not very good about that. Yes, I preach grace and gospel on Sunday mornings, but I don't consistenly speak it into the hearts of those around me "as you are going" (see Mt. 28:19a). But recently God keeps bringing up the subject.
Last night I prayed for my daughters, rubbing their backs as they drifted off to sleep. I felt the irresistible urge to pray the gospel. I tried to pour it into them, praying that they would overflow into the lives of those around them:
Lately I'm increasingly convinced that we can't know the joy of our salvation if we don't share it with others.
Last night I prayed for my daughters, rubbing their backs as they drifted off to sleep. I felt the irresistible urge to pray the gospel. I tried to pour it into them, praying that they would overflow into the lives of those around them:
"Father, open our eyes to the good news. Help us to know that Jesus Christ bore our sins in his body on the tree that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. Grant us joy in the realization. Fill us up so that we can't help but overflow."
Lately I'm increasingly convinced that we can't know the joy of our salvation if we don't share it with others.
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