“Evangelism is just one beggar telling another beggar where to find bread.”
After reading the book. I could see my life from the outside, how others saw it. And it made me sick. More than it ever had. There wasn’t a bigger definition of hypocrite in the book. I was ashamed that I could call myself a Christian when my life obviously said otherwise. I had been to this place before, like at every D-now I had been to, every year I would feel terrible and pray for forgiveness only to be at the next party the weekend after. This time it was different. It was harder. I was sick and I wanted a real relationship with Jesus Christ, one that I could live radically inside of. So that’s what I got. Radical abandonment into His arms. I recommitted my life after so many years of faking it and started brand new with the Lord. Not to take away from the book, but it wasn’t what changed me. It was from the inside. I decided not to burn out like I had so many times before. Not to try to be a good person for a week and then go back to my old ways. From then on, I was going to be a Christian, not just say I was.
That was in December. I can’t believe how much my life has changed since then. There’s no comparison to the happiness I’ve been blessed with since then. I can’t help but want to share that. It’s inexplainable. Everyone needs it. So that’s my goal. Help beggars, sinners, like me, that are starving, find bread. So many are so hungry, when they can be so full. I want to take them to the bread. I’m going to help them find that bread that I found and am so desperately in love with. The only bread. Shouldn’t we all?