Haha in the words of my roommate "God...You are really something else." This weekend's outreach was very moving for me. We decided that for Saturday's outreach we wanted to stretch ourselves and take steps of faith for the people on our hearts back home. A lot of us have become very comfortable with going out to the boardwalk and sharing with strangers, but sometimes the hardest people to share with are the people we love the most. We decided to face this fear and call these people for an outreach. The goal was to set up phone dates with people back home for saturday night, with the intention of sharing the gospel with them. This outreach for me was very close to my heart because the person I wanted to share with the most, came to Ocean City this weekend. My Mom has been on my heart for so long and I had never taken that step of faith to reach out to her. We set up the gym into 4 areas. We had prayer in the sanctuary, silence and solitude in the choir room, fellowship off of the gym and the "calling space" in the gym. It was amazing to walk in the gym and see dozens of people reaching out to the ones they love back home. My Mom and I sat in the sanctuary together for awhile and then I decided to take her up to the gym balcony so that I could talk with her. I started off our conversation by telling her my testimony, ALL of my testimony. She knew bits and pieces, but she has never heard the whole story. I felt that she could not fully know how the Lord has changed my life unless she heard all of it. After telling her my testimony, I opened up to her about my heart behind this outreach. For me, this outreach was for her. I told her that it scared me soo much not knowing what she believed in and how much she means to me. I followed this with a line of questioning. I wanted to know exactly where she was coming from and what she did believe in. After getting a better understanding of her beliefs I was able to share with her the message that has changed my life. I got to thoroughly go through the gospel with her and she followed it so well. She was asking wonderful questions and she had that moment. That moment where in a person's eyes you can see they understand. That moment when a person realizes that its all about Jesus Christ and what He did on the cross. My mom acknowledged that she had never let Christ into her life and that she had never opened that door to her heart, but she wanted to. She wanted Him to come into her life and that's when the Lord made her His. The Lord rose my Mom from death to life on Saturday night and she became a child of God. She prayed to receive Christ and I couldn't help but to rejoice and cry. We sat in the balcony and cried for joy together. Praise the Lord! I don't really know how to describe the amount of joy the Lord has blessed me with from last weekend. All I can do is smile and say "Wow....
Mom I know you are reading this. I am so blessed by having been able to witness the Lord change your Life. You are a child of God and He will never let you go. You have been raised up from darkness into light and out of death into eternal life. You have entered into a relationship of overwhelming love, grace and forgiveness and I am so happy for you. I love you Mom and cannot wait to see how the Lord is going to work in you and through you as we live life together.