after eating that amazing dinner last night, all the other events of the day slipped my mind. i wanted to write about the man on the street...
i had worked a five hour shift at banana and then worked for todd in the tutoring center leaving for home at 6:00. i was carrying an armload of mail from my school mailbox, was exhausted, starving and really really had to pee. i was right in front of my door with my key out when a man approached me and said he had a question for me. i knew it was for money and i prepared myself to give the response that i didn't have any when he caught me off guard asking, "do you know where you're going to spend eternity?" i smiled and gave him an enthusiastic "yes". he wanted to know how i knew that and i explained to him i have a personal relationship with Christ. he continued with questions asking if i had ever witnessed to a complete stranger (yes) and if i had fellowship in my life (yes). he told me about a few services at local churches and i thought that's really all he "wanted from me". but no...
he wanted my email address to give me info on the services. that was pretty safe i thought, until he asked if he could call me!! NO! what kind of person gives their number to a complete stranger? i mean he's a brother in Christ, but still...come on! while he's digging for paper and pen, he's looking to find something "wrong" with me. he keeps looking up to the sky searching for a new question each time. he tells me my magazines were trashy with "scantily clad women" (no lie, those were his words) and he had no desire to read them now that he was a believer. (i'm glad you don't read girly magazines mister!) he then asks me if i'm "having sex" woah! but i laughed and said, "i'm married, so yes". it doesn't stop there! he wanted to know about my husband, did he believe in fellowship and witnessing? (yes, his parents are missionaries) that answer wasn't good enough for him...he wanted to make sure nick believed, not just his parents!
i think eventually he realized my life with Christ is ok, or maybe just gave up. i had started the conversation excited that someone was out witnessing and hoped to talk to him about it or share something about our faith. by the end i wanted to run away because he kept trying to find something wrong with me. and had never encouraged me.
things like that frustrate me because they turn people away from wanting to follow Christ. yes, i believe in street witnessing, but trying to find imperfections in people while doing it isn't right. i love how we used to do it, saying we were just sharing the love of Christ with them, asked them if there was anything we could pray about etc. not trying to bring out their faults. accountability needs to happen once you have a relationship with that person and they can take it. not to mention having a guy approach me while i'm alone wasn't the smartest thing, if it was a woman, perhaps it wouldn't have creeped me out so much that he asked for my number. hmmm...
so there it is, the "highlight" of my day yesterday (until that great food came along).