I don’t need to describe the scene. You’ve already been there. I don’t need to describe the headline. There will always be one. The We-Interrupt-Your-Regularly-Scheduled-Programming story that gets everyone talking. The story that trends hashtags. The story that my Facebook friends on both sides of the aisle are chatting about. The blogosphere will be compelled to write about it; and I’ll be compelled to share what they write.
Every. Single. Time.
I share in the name of “facilitating conversation” or “raising valid questions.” Really, I’m just raising a ruckus. Finding thoughts that are subversive enough to raise eyebrows, but safe enough to keep my ‘Christian card’.
My reasoning is if I find the one, obscure counterpoint to popular arguments, it will make everyone agree.
And we never will.
When has your entire worldview been seismically shifted thanks to a Facebook comment?
You know what’s worse? I hesitate to share the core of what I believe. The core that actually will offend people.
To shoot with you straight, I’m afraid of being disliked.
See, I would rather pick a virtual fight than tell people about Jesus. You know, the Jesus that so offended a group of people they had him murdered.
The ironic part? My faith tells me that I won’t be liked. My very belief assures me that those beliefs will offend people.
So the honor is for you who believe, but for those who do not believe, “The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone,” and “A stone of stumbling, and a rock of offense.” They stumble because they disobey the word, as they were destined to do. | 1 Peter 2:7-8
It convicts and condemns.
But then it SAVES.
And it forgives. And it changes. And it breathes new life into dead things.
And if my faith is real, then I need to trust the Christ in which I place my faith will bring about transformation if only I share His words. Because that’s what changes people. Not the most viral post or the striking hashtag, but the story of the Lord Jesus’ blood-bought redemption and reconciliation to God on our behalf.
So next time there’s a We-Interrupt-Your-Regularly-Scheduled-Programming headline, I’ll just share the Gospel instead of picking a fight.