Weeping

Church was awesome, somebody went up on stage and started preaching the Gospel to us, started explaining to us what the Gospel really is. It was so cool. He just kept saying that God Loves us and that He came down to earth and sent His Son for us, to save the lost (the Gospel). As I was standing there my friend was next to me, who is still just getting to know who Jesus is. As he kept preaching I kept looking over at my friend and was wondering if tonight was going to be the night that she was to hand over her heart to God.

I kept praying for her that God would just begin to soften and mend her heart. The man went on to say, "if you want to accept Christ to come live in your heart come to the front, you know who you are if you need to give your heart to the Lord. Maybe God is tugging at your heart right now to come." He said it in such a kind way, but also in the way he said it had power behind it, the Power of God (this is how I imaging God speaks to us). It had seemed to me that while he was preaching he kept looking over at me, I didn't know if he thought that I was the one who needed Jesus. :) Maybe he just subconsciously looked over that way and was really looking past me. It was a little interesting I must say.

Back to the point.

As he had counted to three for the people to start making their way to the alter I leaned over to my friend and asked if she was ready. She said no. Instantly my heart sunk. My heart was broken. As I stood there tears were on the verge breaking through my eyes. I stood there with my arms crossed and my head down hoping that my friend wouldn't see my face. I sat down. She sat down. I kept having a little debate with myself whether I should get up and move to the back and pray or if I should just stay there trying to hold back the tears. I got up and quickly walked over to my mom. My moms eyes were closed and the last thing she expected was for me to come and hug her while she was praising the Lord.

I literally threw my arms around her in desperation. I didn't know what to do and and so I went to my mom. As she wrapped her arms around me I just wept on her shoulder. I cried, "She says she's not ready, she's never going to be ready until she actually steps out in faith. I don't know what to do anymore, I don't know what to tell her anymore. I don't think she's ever going to be ready. I don't know..."

I was trembling. My moms prayers started to calm me down a little. She reminded me of my great grandmother who had just recently passed away at the age of 94. She had fought God for 94 years and when she was on her death bed is when she gave her heart to the Lord. I thought, "Oh great my friend's going to be nearly 100 before she finally submits." But I knew it wasn't going to be that long. My mom prayed that God would begin to melt the ice that was around her heart and warm it towards Him. My mom just kept praying for me and reminding me of these things. I calmed down even more.

My mom said that we were supposed to weep for the lost. I asked, "So it's ok that I'm crying for her?" She said, "Yes, it is." I instantly thought of Jesus. He had gone through so much pain for us. He was beaten, bruised and broken. He was whipped. He was shredded and bleeding, his skin was literally being torn from Him. Thorns were pierced into His head. He was unrecognizable. The weight of the world was on His shoulders, the cross. He died on that cross for our sins. Jesus proved His love by giving His life to us. God sent Him to save us. God sent Jesus to save the lost, and to die for us because He loves us.

Later that night God told me that if I, only human, wept for only one person, Imagine how God, the creator of All, feels for the whole world. He told me that I had only felt a fraction of what He feels everyday. Imagine what that's like, you can't, it's too much to handle. That's why God handles it...

God has placed us here on this earth to spread the Gospel to the lost, and to weep for them as well. But, we aren't to weep all the time, "For everything there is a season...a time to weep and a time to laugh." Ecclesiastes 3:1,4 (ESV) There will come a day when I am to laugh with my friend. Although we already do have a lot of good laughs, but you know what I mean. ;-)

For the Son of Man came to seek and to save what was lost. Luke 19:10 (NIV)