A friend of mine recently encouraged me to tell this story about sharing my faith.
I was attending university at the time. Early mornings, I would head to the Physical Education building and change into shorts and a T-shirt for my hour long workout. There was an older woman who worked in the change room. She was a kind woman, friendly to everyone and always willing to strike up a conversation with whomever was willing to stop long enough to converse with her. I liked Elaine (not her real name) very much and made a point of asking her about her family and her life outside work.
One morning, I heard Elaine crying in the corner of her office. By this point, we had developed a good friendship, so when I asked her what was wrong, she was honest and forthright. She was very worried about her oldest daughter, who was seriously rebelling during her teenage years. I tried to console her and in the midst of the conversation, she asked me about my faith. She was intrigued when I talked about Jesus and wanted to know more. That marked the beginning of eight weeks of 5:00 a.m. meetings, 5 days/week, in the change room, to talk about Jesus. It was tough but 5:00 a.m. was the only time that Elaine could talk because her work shift started at 6:00 a.m. and she was very diligent about punctuality. Elaine and I would read the Bible together and talk about life.
The moment arrived when Elaine closed the Bible, turned to me and confidently said, “I’ve heard enough. I’ve read enough. I want to become a Christian. It’s almost 6:00 a.m. but I want to pray right now. I don’t want anyone watching so let’s go into the bathroom.” As we walked toward the bathroom, she continued, “ I want you to be here with me to help me talk to Jesus but I don’t want you to watch me. So, you stand in one bathroom stall and I’ll stand in the stall next to you.” It was definitely awkward but that is exactly we did. Elaine prayed and became a Christian in the stall next to me. When she finished praying, it was quiet for a minute and then I heard a loud, “AMEN!” Two rolls of unravelling toilet paper came flying over the bathroom wall, landing in my stall. Elaine yelled,’ Seems like the perfect way to celebrate in a bathroom!”
That was over thirty years ago…and Elaine is still going strong with Jesus.
In the total expanse of human life there is not a single square inch of which the Christ, who alone is sovereign, does not declare, That is mine! Abraham Kuyper
MAKE A MOMENT TO MUSE
- What’s the craziest story you’ve heard about sharing Christ with others?
- Are you prepared to share your story and the Gospel message with others if/when they ask?
- What is your greatest fear about sharing Christ with others?
speak truth: And I pray that the sharing of your faith may become effective for the full knowledge of every good thing that is in us for the sake of Christ. Philemon 1.6