Smith Wigglesworth, an evangelist from the early 1900's, would enter a train compartment and people would have to leave it because the presence of God in him convicted them of their sins. He didn't preach or say anything.
We don't even begin to understand that. We spend the largest portion of our lives providing for our feathered nests; and finally, if we have any time left over, it goes to God. Then we wonder why we are powerless to affect - for eternity - the people that God brings across our path or help our families find real safety during deep challenges.
Think about it. How many people have you been in contact with since you were saved? How many have seen Jesus, even a little bit, because of that contact? I'm not talking about today's version of Jesus - the scurrying around to put out social fires lit by others rather than helping them to see Jesus. I'm talking about the Jesus Who came to show us His Father's love, the One Who came to die for them. That Jesus is supposed to ooze out through every one of our pores, because we have given God full possession of our lives.
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