Love greater than fear

The idea of telling a stranger about Jesus had me shaking in my boots. What if I bungled it? What if I turned people off God altogether? Surely God could do better than me.

I'd been on a Reach Out before and I didn't feel like I represented God well, but I did want to please and obey God, and I felt him calling me to step up.

So my friend and I organised a Reach Out at Sylvia Park...and although others had amazing stories right away...for me it was awful. Every awkward word seemed wooden and plodding. No-one got saved, no-one got healed and I didn't even feel like I encouraged anyone much. It was a massive flop. I went home and cried all night.

But I was determined to keep going until my love is greater than my fear. So we organised another Reach Out and wow, God was so kind ! Every person I spoke to responded positively. The Holy Spirit even showed me something in a lady's eyes that she confirmed was true. It was massively encouraging.

So we did it again and again and again.

Now Reach Out is a monthly event. Every time I go out my fear shrinks a bit and my love grows.