I figure it is about time I updated you all on the progress of our class, since that started me on this blog. Assignments for the first class were to introduce yourself to someone you didn’t know and start writing about how Jesus has made a difference in your life and what God has been doing lately. The last two were a piece of cake for me, but I threw up my hands at the first. It was supposed to happen before the end of class, in fact, but I left early for choir. I looked at it later in the week, and went, pffft! It’s not like I can accomplish that at home. Even if I go outside, there are no people in evidence as a rule. So I skipped it, but God, having a sense of humor, sent me a new friend via Facebook, someone who only recently joined our church.
Week 2 added prayer, for opportunities to help someone or perhaps mentor someone. Okay, so I only prayed like once. Next was more about the new acquaintance or friend. Well, as a matter of fact, I only talked to her in person once. It seemed like pressure for me to have someone giving directions on how a friendship should develop over the next month. That’s a rather short time frame for the likes of me. I get to know people layer by layer. Some folks I am close to now, were not even on my list of prospects when I first got to know them. We were also supposed to pick a servant-evangelism project, but to my mind, this encompasses a lot that most of us are already doing.
Week three said continue last week’s stuff and add praying for people you know who are unbelievers or need a church home. Okay, I’m fine with prayer, it’s the talking part that gets me. I have to admit, this is evangelism lite, compared with whatever course we took when I hung out with Baptists. Still, there’s a lot of suggesting that we all know all sorts of people that would be candidates for the talking. They always mention people you work with. Uh-huh, I guess those of us who don’t work outside the home are off the hook? I mean, most of my social life revolves around my church, especially since we found the community chorus rehearsals to be too much to fit in. But then, that’s why I’m writing this blog anyway.
In class the next week we did cardboard testimonies, or that is we shared them if we brought them. It is hard to distill your faith walk into a couple of phrases, and most who shared, did some explaining, or had more than one. It is interesting to see that for a denominational church, we all do have things to say about our faith. We aren’t nearly as dead as some of our non-denominational brethren may have thought. Our assignment was to continue praying for whoever is on our list.
We have two weeks to go. There’s no way to tell what is coming up, but I’m beginning to think it won’t be too bad. I kind of miss having a book to read and get inspired by, during the week. I’m sure I could buy one, but at this point, I don’t think I want to read one. I will have to let you know if they pull anything noteworthy on us.