She Came to Church to Hear Me
Sometimes we find them—sometimes they find us! As evangelists, we Jews for Jesus don’t wait for inquirers to come to us. We are always busy exploring every possible way to find those who might be interested in knowing more about Messiah Jesus. Our outreach efforts include activities such as tract distribution, street drama, parades, testimonies, newspaper and other media ads, telephone calls, letters and door-to-door canvassing.
Sometimes, however, when God has prepared an individual’s heart, we don’t have to go looking for that person. Instead, he or she finds us! This happens frequently when our staff ministers in churches. Sometimes Jewish inquirers come because they have been brought to that church by a Christian friend. Sometimes they even come by themselves out of curiosity after seeing a newspaper ad for one of our speakers or teams at a church in their area.
A phone call, a timely invitation, a well-placed ad, or a word fitly spoken can culminate in someone’s moment of decision!
Not too long ago I was asked to deliver a Christ in the Passover” presentation at a large Bible church in the western suburbs of Chicago. In my closing prayer after my presentation, I invited anyone who did not know Jesus as their Passover lamb to look up at me and I would pray for that person. Only one person in that large auditorium looked up. While everyone else’s head was bowed, I led that woman in a quiet prayer, then I asked her to come and meet with me at the end of the service.
Later at the book table Cathy (not her real name) came up to me and asked, “So, how do I tell my mother?” Puzzled at first, I looked at her, not quite sure I had understood her question. Then she went on to say, “I’m Jewish, and this is the most difficult thing I have ever done.”
Suddenly it hit me! She was the woman who had looked up and prayed with me to receive Jesus. I had had no idea when she lifted her head that she was Jewish. Now standing there in front of me was this brand new Jewish believer.
I slipped away from the table to speak with her a little more privately. She had come to the church to hear me. She had been struggling with the gospel for some time, and now she was ready to commit herself to the Lord.
We talked for a while longer, and I encouraged her to return to that church. I also gave her name to the pastor for follow-up. The next day I was out of town, but after a week I called Cathy to see how she was doing. I was unable to reach her for some time, but when I finally did I found myself talking to a vibrant young Jewish believer who was already growing in her faith and spiritual understanding. Praise God for His faithfulness to His own!