slammed by the profoundly obvious

Today I was sitting there in chapel and the preacher said something that just blew me away. He was talking about "fighting the good fight" and being faithful. (This is an area that I'm specifically trying to work on, so I was interested now.) In the course of the sermon, he said, "If a week goes by that I don't win a soul to the Lord, I know something is wrong."

I sat there stupified.

Now it wasn't like a pseudo-guilt like "Oh, man shouldn't we all be that way." But more like an obvious, "Well, Duh!" Here I am, at Bible College, and am required to go door-knocking 2 hours a week, and even in that I haven't won a soul to Christ in a while. Like over a year.

Isn't this supposed to be the main reason for living anyway?

How many of us have this mountain in our mind called "soulwinning" and assume that special people are called to climb it? Or at least really spiritual giants. It's a scarey thing, I admit! I'm scared to really try, but why is that?

You know, I'll bet that if I would try it, you too, and just start doing this on a regular basis, we may just get over that idea. I got over my fear of walking when I was a baby, riding a bike without training wheels when I was a kid, and I can even drive in the car with my sister now after a few months of therapy, a neck brace, and plenty of Tylenol. :) I would guess that the discipline of soulwinning would be the same way.

It's worth a shot. Why not go out and win a soul to the Lord this week? Sure, He's the one that "giveth the increase" but I really don't think He'll withhold that joy from one that is earnestly seeking it.

Engage!