I still read “Peanuts” … I know Charles Schulz has been gone since 2000, but I still get a kick out Charlie Brown and friends. They never seem to grow old. We’ve all learned some life lessons from these eternal five year-olds.
Lucy was boasting to her brother, Linus, about her religious fervor and her potential as an evangelist. He was listening carefully as she explained:
“I could be a terrific evangelist. Do you know that kid who sits behind me at school? I convinced him that my religion was better than his religion.”
Linus asks: “How did you do that?
Lucy replies, “I hit him with my lunchbox.”
They didn’t teach that particular method in seminary, but there are variations of it around. Ramming our beliefs down somebody’s throat doesn’t have much appeal or effectiveness.
We could use a great deal more humility and respect. If our argument is so weak that we have to resort to harsh words, manipulative methods, or even violence, we must not have much of a case. Throughout history, those who have tried to drive people to their knees in fear never seem to lift people up in hope.
Peter wrote to believers in a time of oppression and persecution: “Sanctify Christ as Lord in your hearts, always being ready to give a reason for the hope that is within you. But you must do this in a gentle and respectful way” (1 Peter 3:15,16).
No, not all religions are the same. No, our way to heaven is not paved by our good works. I believe in the sufficiency and uniqueness of Jesus Christ. I believe He did what no other could do to save us. I still believe the world would be much more interested in how much we care instead of how much we know.
Pray for those divine appointments to talk to the kid who sits behind you at school, the woman who works at the next desk, the guy you run into at the store. Pray for opportunities to walk the talk with humility and respect. Look for a chance to tell someone how Christ changed your life and eternal destination. Just put the lunchbox down first.