The heart of an evangelist is an ever ascending and descending roller coaster of emotion. On one hand, the Word of deliverance from the Lord is ever on their lips, creating a drive of joyous perseverance. On the other hand, it is a constant heartache having daily encounters with people in desperate need of a Savior. If every 5 seconds someone goes to hell, what is the number of seconds that someone goes to heaven? To the evangelist, the one whose existence is to spread the truth that sustains their very life, the grim statistics are like needles to the soul. Yet, the evangelist runs on with faith. They hold bold conversations in the mere pursuit of beating the walls Satan established to blockade the souls of the wanted. These faces passed daily of carcasses whose broken, misused, beaten, bruised, and bound are imprinted on the mind and heart of the evangelist. We, as I outspokenly declare myself to be an evangelist as well, long for the day, any day, a hear is changed forever. As warriors wielding swords to the fight, we battle for those not knowing the war is at hand. Instead of a fight for the death, a fight for the life is passionately pursued. For we we're once pursued ourselves and we know the ever amazing redemption that came from it. It is a battle never questioned, because Jesus never questioned us.
We owe Him, yet He demands nothing.
Grace is amazing.
Jesus is love.
Fight for those who have yet to meet love.
Fight for those yet to know Jesus.
..."we live, we die. We live, we die, we fight for love."-Disciple
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