I shared the gospel last Friday. The individual came to my house to see me for one reason; the Lord sent them to me for quite another purpose.
We spent several minutes in conversation while sitting on my porch. A few minutes pass. While responding to his inquiry I begin praying.
“Lord, why did you send this guy to my house?” I prayed.
The answer came quickly. I was impressed to share the gospel. I asked him my three favorite gospel questions. I have blogged about these questions several times before on the JUST ONE MORE blog. These simple inquiries have never failed me. They always lead to provocative dialogue.
“Who is Jesus Christ?” I ask.
He responds, “He is God’s Son?” Right so far.
Then I pose, “What did He do?”
Again, the responder answers clearly and correctly, “He died on a cross.”
I affirm him. I encourage him. I tell him his answers are correct. The next question is about to reveal whether or not he believes his answers to questions 1 & 2.
Then I pop question three, “Why does that matter?”
Silence. Awkward silence. I am tempted to speak, yet I remain reticent.
More uncomfortable quiet.
Still, I sit. Motionless he sits. He’s speechless. Believe it or not, I am quiet.
It’s time to break the silence.
“Do you have answer?” I ask.
He pauses with his mouth wide open and says, “No one has ever asked me that question before.”
“So, do you have a guess? Just tell me what you are thinking.”
He says, “I still don’t have an answer.”
Tomorrow, we pick up at this point.