I can't help but think about all the times that I have a preserved a friendship by not talking about salvation in Jesus. I can't help but feel a bit ashamed. I'm way too full of lame excuses.
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Ouch.
We actually showed this on a Sunday night, one of our missions reporting nights.
came here from hacking christianity, where i saw one of your comments.
this is a very interesting point of view, particularly poignant for me as a counsellor. here is the question, using the metaphor of tackling the man on whom the truck is barrelling down - how do we ascertain it's a real truck, and when it's a toy truck?
i think the whole question of free will comes in, too. i'll never forget a beautiful talk by desmond tutu where he spoke of the parable of the lost son. he said that when the son went away, he wept bitterly but he let him go. he'd rather experience that pain than interfering with free will.
very interesting things to ponder on. thank you.
ooops, let me clarify: when the son went away, THE FATHER (a metaphor for god) wept bitterly
@Isabella: Thanks for dropping by! The issue of our free will is one of the most joyous aspects of our anthropology and the most distressing. Sure, we can choose to love God, and what a wonderful thing that is, whether or not we've always done it, return like the prodigal son, or come into relationship with Jesus anew. But the nature of a non-coercive love is one that lets people walk away are never approach Jesus.
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