The Rage

I'll confess a weakness--I have a really difficult time dressing up to look like a Muslim, standing in front of a little work display, and trying to communicate with Christian churchgoers about the need for more workers overseas. Sometimes I catch myself feeling bitter about Christians' lack of concern (or my perception of it). But I wonder whether it's really me who's wrong? Instead of standing in front of a booth wearing a costume, maybe God expects me to do something else--like preach. Or pray on my face? Or invite people to come and have some tea? Any good salesman knows that you don't get new customers by simply standing inside your store and lighting up your sign. Advertising and good word-ofmouth is needed. Maybe a mailing with some coupons? When you start blaming the general public, that's right about the time you file for bankruptcy.

So this weekend I've got a plan to invade the Christian bubble of a huge, loud Christian rock event, which is taking place at a theme park. I'm planning to show up with some friends and poke at that bubble a little. I don't want to cause guilt--but I want them to see how rich they really are to have Jesus, to have heard about Jesus, to be in a public place where Jesus is being sung about quite loudly. In comparion to those who have never even heard His name once. That's what I hope to communicate--and I want some of them to come and worship at the upcoming Take My Life event--www.takemylife.org

If you read this, I hope you will pray, because, frankly, I'm a little scared, and I long to see God move in the hearts of many young people. And I'm going to do something for a couple days that I normally find pretty difficult. I pray that my heart will not grow hard and cold--even if some people do choose to ignore the need for Muslims to hear about Jesus.