But What If They Reject Me?

Today I felt it in my heart to share something that worried me for years and that I'm still working to let go of. As people who love and honour God we get the privilege to share the Good News of Jesus Christ to a world that is lost and broken but it so easily becomes a burden for us. We are scared of rejection. Scared of what people might label us as. Scared of being, well, scared. We forget that Jesus went through more than we could ever imagine just to share God's love to the people around Him who said "I'm lost. Where do I go from here?" He was spat on, beaten, made fun of. Anything you can think of, He went through it. And after laying on that cross and dying for us, we can't seem to muster up the courage to tell non believers that "I love Jesus!" How many years did I let pass me by feeling like an outcast because while others were rejected Christ once again, I was reading the Bible and building up a relationship with Him. I would tell my friends I went to church but I felt incompetent of telling them "Hey, Jesus loves you!"

So no, I'm not judging you for not sharing. I'm telling you that I've been through it but I've made the choice to grab a hold of God's strength and share with others that He has saved me, that He loves me and everyone else on this Earth and that He just wants us to love Him the same way. I know how scary it can be. Growing up surrounded by church community, talking about Jesus is normal. But then you start growing up a bit and you realize that not everyone has cultivated this relationship with Christ. Not everyone has heard about Him. Some may even say they don't believe and don't want to hear anything about Him.

I distinctly remember 11th grade. It was the first time I had been rejected by a friend because of my faith. I was very bluntly told that the reason this person, who had been my friend for three years, decided to never speak to me again was because she didn't like that I was a Christian. I was hurt to say the least. I had shared my faith with her in hopes of planting that seed and I was stomped on. I asked God, "Why are you making it hard for me to share about you? Why do people hate me for it?" But I quickly realized that I had no right asking God why doing this was hard when Jesus went through worse doing the same thing. In fact, He had gone through that pain to allow me the privilege to share His love with others. 

So you ask yourself, "But what if they reject me?".... Here's what the Bible answers you:

"But everyone who denies me here on earth, I will also deny before my Father in heaven" 
Matthew 10:33

You may have to put up with being rejected by strangers or people who seemed to be your friend but the real prize will be in heaven.  Sharing the Word isn't about recognition here on earth so that you look more spiritual, it's about doing what you were meant to do for Him. Again, this isn't about you. It's about Him and being His advocate. You need to defend the name of Christ even if it costs you something dear to you. You don't have to all of a sudden go to school and jump on a table and scream "I love Jesus" (although if you have the courage, do yo thang girl!) but you can take it step by step telling people around you to not worry because God is with them when they're in need. It might be terrifying at first but it gets better. It's one of the reasons why I started this blog. I wanted to find a way to speak of the Truth to more people and no matter if you're a believer or not, my job is fulfilled and that fills me with joy. I love Jesus and hope to keep learning that peoples opinion of me doesn't matter. What I care about is what He thinks of me and all signs point to Him loving me, and you more than anything! 
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2 comments:

  1. Amen! We are the salt of the earth so when we feel rejected by someone when we speak the true gospel at least we leave a little bit of salt on their lips and the the thirst and want will come without a fail!

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