Text: John 1:34-51
It was all about the invitation: “Come and see.” Once it was Jesus, replying to Andrew and John when they asked where he was staying (see verse 39). And again, when Philip was responding to Nathanial’s question about Jesus (see verse 46).
I like to hear stories of how people meet Jesus. In my case, I’m fortunate to have grown up in a home with a mom and a dad, and both were believers. So my earliest memories are about sitting in church meetings, singing the songs and hymns, listening to the preachers talk about the symbology of Jesus Christ in the Old Testament Tabernacle. And there was Sunday School with small classes taught by sincere and patient teachers.
I remember hearing stories from missionaries to Africa and Alaska. I heard evangelists from Jamaica and England. And Billy Graham at the 1964 crusades in Boston. So I had lots of voices inviting me to Jesus.
But it was my mom who led me to the Lord one night at bedtime. When I asked her a question about heaven after our nightly bedtime bible story, she told me again about God’s love and my need for a savior and invited me to give my heart to Jesus. I was only five, but God saved me that night, September 10th, 1957 at home in Lincoln, RI.
I’m curious. Who invited you to meet Jesus? Was it friend or family member who told you about Jesus? Was it a Sunday School teacher or a teacher at school or a counselor at camp? Was it in a church or in a coffee shop? Who invited you? tell me your story…