Enkounters

When I was younger I had a picture in my mind of what individual witness looked like. I remember having two distinct images; one of individuals walking through neighborhoods and knocking on other people's doors, handing out tracts and being thought strange and two of people jumping on buses and preaching and being thought strange. Ok maybe I wasn't that young when I got the second impression. However, as I grew and became more serious about living for God, I began to see and learn more about sharing Christ with others through various young adults and student ministries. I began to realize more and more that there was no text-book definition for telling people about Christ and that you really cannot (should not) separate who you are from what you believe. Despite all this I never imagined that I would end up witnessing to anyone @ the beach!  It's funny and crazy now that I think about it... I went to the beach very early so that I could have my own little personal retre

Calm winds blowing.... thoughts, light showers of rain...more thoughts, bright neon colored kites splaying across bright blue sky, plates clanking with servings of spiced bun and cheese and.... even more thoughts on this here Good Friday! A couple nights ago I could not sleep so I opened my little black kjv bible to find a verse of sedation and I ended up reading Matthew 24-27 which includes an account of the crucifixion. Now I accepted Christ in my life about 12 years ago but the crucifixion is one story I've never been able to fully accept. I knew it was God's good and perfect will and I understood then that there were certain cultural norms and practices that were relevant then, but sometimes it is still hard for me to accept that Jesus had to die under these circumstances. Lest we forget, it's not just that He was nailed on a cross. The events leading up to it shows that Jesus experienced emotional abuse of the highest degree. He was crucified with so much ha