For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.” John 3:16
I was driving and the phone rang. A few weeks ago, I signed up for an intense program provided by my insurance company to help manage my sugar problem. I am in the very early stages of the program and one of the first things they did was provide an appointment to get a complete workup on my blood. When the results came back, they were generally pretty good. My own efforts to get my sugar numbers down had worked very well but it came at a price. As I began to eat virtually no sugar and far less carbohydrates, I began to eat more protein…mainly meat and cheese. Well, as the sugar numbers came down, my cholesterol numbers went up…not in the “oh, no” range but in the “You need to watch this” range.
Well, I was driving back from a funeral and the phone in my car rang. You need to know my phone comes through my radio, so this was a hands-free call. Though I didn’t know the number, I decided to answer it anyway. It turned out to be one of the doctors from my new program. She said she needed to discuss some of the results on my labs. I thought she was going to praise me for the relatively good numbers but instead she began a series of questions that clearly indicated she was very concerned. Did I feel ok? Did I have a headache? Was I experiencing any chest pains? Shortness of breath? Did I feel excessively tired or confused? I told her I was feeling very well and asked what was going on.
She explained they had received a second set of numbers from the lab and in a word, they were horrible—in fact, they were life threatening. She told me she wanted to schedule another blood draw immediately and suggested I might need to go to the emergency room. She promised to get back with me very quickly to see what the next step should be. Well, when I got back to the office, I rechecked my results and sure enough they were good. Something didn’t make sense. Well, soon the phone rang again and it was a nurse checking back. Apparently, almost assuredly, the lab had sent another set of results to them in my name—and they were most certainly bad. To be sure, though, they scheduled me for another test and while the results are pending I’m sure I’m good. But someone is not.
Out there somewhere is a person who most certainly does not feel well and who probably is going to get some really upsetting news. They are sick…very sick. While I am very glad that person is not me, I couldn’t help but think about that poor soul who was about to get some yucky news. If it wasn’t so serious it would be funny. Trust me, if I knew who and where, I would be calling or knocking and letting them know they need to get the doctor…fast. I would let them know they were in danger of dying. I wouldn’t let anything stop me. They need to know the truth.
I know that would be the right thing to do. I would do it and most likely you would too. But what about this? Every day we bump into people who are in a greater danger than my unknown friend. Every day we pass people who have no assurance of what is on the other side of their last heartbeat. Every day we see and talk to people who are facing life and eternity without the hope of Jesus and the love of God in their lives. They either haven’t heard or haven’t acted on the greatest news ever—that “God so loved the world that He gave His only Begotten Son that whosoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.”
You see, just because my unknown friend doesn’t know, that does not exclude him from the consequences he is about to face. Bad numbers are still bad numbers whether he or she knows them or not. But they deserve the opportunity to act and that is where you and I come in. Oh, I could assume they wouldn’t want to know. I could assume they might be offended but wouldn’t they deserve the chance to know, to act, to decide? Sure, they would.
If you are a Jesus follower, if your “numbers” are good today because of grace, if you can call God “Dearest Daddy,” why not share that news when an opportunity comes knocking? We often let the fear of rejection override our willingness to share hopeful and helpful news. Let’s let that stop today. Let’s let someone know of a God who loves them. Skip the spiel on religion and get to the heart of the matter…God loves them and no matter what they have done He will forgive them. They need to know that He’s got this. Bro. Dewayne