I use to be afraid of what people would think about me. It wasn’t a rational, or even conscience, thought… but it would show up at the strangest times. For example if while I was driving I got stopped at a light, I would turn my radio down so that others wouldn’t hear the preacher or gospel music I was listening to. It’s hard to admit it, but I was afraid that they wouldn’t like me, and that I wouldn’t have the chance to explain that, Yes, I am a Christian, but also, that I am as “normal” as they are. When I was singing in front of a church, I had no problem proclaiming my love and devotion to Jesus. But when I was in the congregation I struggled with self-doubt and a feeling of awkwardness brought on by my fear that people wouldn’t like me. It was fear… Fear of man. I know that some of you, like my wife Sarah, can not relate to this. Well, That’s a blessing. But for you others…
    I was going to eat lunch at Sonny’s and pulled into their parking lot. But I was a little low on cash so I changed my mind and walked across to Arby’s. After getting my food I sat down and completely out of character ,opened my pocket bible. Read, bite, chew… read, bite, chew… You know!
A guy walks in and sits somewhere off to the side and behind me. I didn’t think much about it.
Read, bite, chew…
God speaks to me… “He’s going to ask you about your bible.”

Before I had a chance to say… God… is that You? This guy is standing in front of me and he’s saying… “That’s the smallest bible I’ve ever seen. What version is it?” Well, we had quite a long talk about God and His word. I gave him a gospel tract and my card. We said goodbye and he left.
I know this isn’t much of a story, but the point is, that since we started going out into the streets to witness for Christ, my fear is no longer a problem. My attitude has been altered and I didn’t even notice it changing. Before… Coming from a position of weakness, I felt the need to explain why I am a Christian… But Now, from a newly discovered strength, I feel that they should be explaining to me, why they aren’t one. I don’t mean this in a harsh way. I say it with Gods Love, for them, in my heart. I am being changed bit-by-bit. You see God is unceasingly working on conforming us into the image of His Son, Jesus… and I, for one, am grateful. What a blessing!.