I stayed home from the office to work in my garage today. Getting it ready for home fellowship meetings. Lots of work to go.... But the Lord brought to my door a nice looking woman in her late 30s and her 9 year old daughter. My 10 year old daughter, just returmed from youth camp last night, is home with me today. (Babysitter also in another youth camp, hence she is with me.)
My daughter heard the knock and came to the garage where I was on a ladder. "Some woman and a little girl are at the door, Dad." I didnt know who it could be.
I opened the door and a van was curbside snd cruising slowly. I knew then. I was sweaty and all, and smiled at them and extended my hand. She introduced herself and handed me a tract. Told me she was visiting the neighborhood and asked me if I had questions about why things in the world were so bad with wars, famines, disease, etc. I told her, "I know why because I am a born again believer in Jesus Christ." She said, "So am I. Do you ever wonder why these things happen? Do you wonder if God makes them happen or just allows them to happen?" she quickly opened the "bible" in her hand and turned to James 1 and read her NWT that God is not tempted....and I cut her off, with a gentle smile, and said, "God is not tempted nor does He tempt any man. But God does bring direct trials to our lives to reveal to us the nature, kind and quality of the faith that we have in Him." I had already started praying for the Holy Spirit to tell me what He wanted to say.
I said, "Paul says in Romans 8 that he endured all kinds of hardships, but that in those we are made to be more than conquerors through Jesus Christ. He said of those difficulties that God works all things togethrr for the good of those who love Him." For some reason, I blabbed on about Elijah and Jezebel for 15 seconds, then I stopped myself.
"Let me ask you. Who is Jesus?," I continued.
"He is the only begotten Son of God," she said.
"That is true," I said. And she quickly said, "We believe that too."
"But, is He God?," I asked.
"He is the only begotten Son of God."
I pressed, "Is He God?"
"Well, he is a god."
"No," I said, "there is only one God."
She replied, "Actually there are many gods. Satan is a god."
I said, "I can see that in the sense that a person has command or control, he is a little - g - god. The bible says, 'ye are gods' in that sense, but there is only one sovereign God over all. And no other of the little g gods are like him in any way. Certainly Satan is not. The angels are not made in His image, but we are, according to the bible. So, yes, in a sense there are many gods. But, is Jesus THE God?"
"Well," she said, "God is His father. When you think of equals, you dont usually think of father and son. Do you? You would think maybe brothers or even twins."
I was nodding to let her know I understood where she was going. Then I said, "But, in Philippians 2, the scripture says that Jesus did not think His equality with God was something for Him to hold onto, that He humbled Himself, taking on the form of a servant in human flesh, and that He became obedient then unto death on a cross, and that at His name every knee shall bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of God the Father. Clearly, God is His Father, and Jesus is His equal. Because Jesus is God. And He died on a cross to satisfy God's wrath on sin, paying my penalty and yours, and He rose on the third day."
She said, "But God caused him to arise." I said, "Well. It is true, but it is also true that He arose from the dead by the Holy Spirit, according to the Scripture. And, Jesus Himself said, 'I have the authority to lay down my life and to take it back up.' That is what happened. God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit resurrected Jesus the Son. You would agree with me, wouldnt you, that only God can bring a dead man back to life?"
She said, "Your daughter is beautiful. What is your name, sweetie?"
My daughter looked at me, I nodded. She told her.
I said, "Look, I know what you believe."
"Has someone else talked to you?"
"No, actually. But, my brother grew up as a Jehovah's Witness."
She grinned. "Really? Who is he?" I told her his name.
Then she said his mother (my former stepmother) was a close friend of hers. I grinned, feeling sorry for her for sure if that is her friend. :).
We talked a moment more politely and they left and got back into the waiting van.
Then, I got to come inside and explain all that to my daughter, who listened intently. We had a nice discussion that lead to talking about the fruit of the Holy Spirit.
I am thankful I have been home this morning.
