On our way back from the week-end retreat we had with our church, there was a strange guy sit in front of me in the metro. He had a huge sock filled with coins and was looking at me proudly and with a smile from time to time. Nearby were other teenagers from our youth group.
I had a tiny booklet on my backpack introducing God to non-believers. When I pulled it out, the guy was looking at it even though he was super busy counting his coins. I felt the urge to give it to him.
When we arrived at our stop, I gave it to him and told him it was about Jesus. Then he walked out of the train and was kinda intrigued with the book. So I explained to him that we are Christians and that if he was interested, he could go to church some time.
And THEN happened something that should’nt have happened.
He asked me where was our church and i just STOPPED and hesitated to tell him the adress. Because he was kinda dirty and strange, I thought he was a homeless. And then I was picturing him at our church. So I HESITATED to tell him where was our church. I thought â€œI’d rather have him meet God outside of our church. Ours is too clean and our attendees won’t welcome him. Maybe he could go to one of the hundreds of Catholic churches in Paris. â€ He wouldn’t fit in our Chinese Protestant church.
Eventually, I gave him the location and time of our service. I felt bad for having hesitating about having him at our church.
When Jesus came on earth, he helped the poor, the sick, the prostitutes… I’m sure some of them were super ugly and smelly. Jesus didn’t come for those who are perfect, polite and educated.
How can we be called Christians and not outreach to these people?! We would rather have a tall blond and pretty girl sit next to me during the service than a smelly and weird guy. How stupid and superficial can we be!
This year, I’ll be working as a youth leader. I hope God will help be to be a model for them. I want them to see that evangelizing can be technically very easy. And that gives me even more pressure to reach out. I can’t teach them to evangelize if I don’t do it myself.
It’s time to evangelize Paris Baby!