Today I celebrated my younger cousin’s wedding in Michigan with a number of my relatives and several of the bride and groom’s friends. Summer is always buzzing because of wedding season. This summer alone, my family has been invited to 7 weddings, and we know of at least 2 that are currently being planned for next year. Weddings are a wonderful time of laughter, tears, and joy. They are also a perfect example of telling a story.
In a wedding, the love story between the bride and groom is told in multiple ways. Traditionally, the story includes not just the couple themselves, but also their families, their closest friends, their pastor, their church, and God. The story is told repeatedly when the bride joins hands with her husband, when they are pronounced a couple under the union and Lordship of Christ, when they exchange their rings as a token of their affection and respect for one another, when they promise to love each other regardless of the difficulties and challenges that life together will bring, when they seal their vows with a kiss, and when they wear their shoes out on the dance floor. Although I am a feminist and planning to do away with the majority of traditions in my own future wedding, I must admit that the parents also play an important role in this unique love dynamic between the bride and groom.
Historically, the groom went to seek the bride’s family’s permission for marriage. This is not necessarily because the bride is “property” or “owned” by her mom and dad, but rather because the parents are the gatekeepers. They are the ones who protect and nurture their daughter until someone else promises to do the same for her. And they prove their love to their child by their approval and honouring her future husband. The parents once again tell this same story when they walk their daughter down the aisle – sharing in one last moment and bond before she is forever wedded to a new family and invited into a new home.
Today, the pastor mentioned something I have never thought about before. You will recall that I just mentioned I am a feminist and for years I have taken issue with the idea of a father walking his bride down the aisle. I viewed this as seeing a woman as merely property and lording his authority over his daughter in a way that is not expected of a son. Yet, today, the pastor mentioned that this is really a sign of how God formed Eve out of Adam’s breast, and brought her to him. This natural companionship, fashioned by God as the ideal for human relationships, shows us how God – the Father, gave away the first bride, Eve.
Being at the wedding also encouraged me to think about evangelism in broader terms. Yesterday, I met with the chaplain at my grandmother’s nursing home. He and I ended up chatting for about half an hour and he asked me how I would describe evangelism. I responded, “telling other people about Jesus and making disciples.” But he gave me an altogether different definition. He mentioned that evangelism is really all about telling a spiritual story. It’s about sharing with others what God has done and is doing in your life (also called testimonies) and it’s about honouring God by living a life that tells about His creation and His good work even when our culture pressures us to go in a different direction.
I went to a fairly evangelical Bible College and it was instilled in us that we need to go and convert the masses. I became frustrated because I noticed that quite a few (though certainly not all) Mennonite churches weren’t doing that. In fact, when I confronted my pastors suggesting that they could do a whole lot more than they were willing to try, they made some remark about how Anabaptists have suffered severe persecution over the years and I need to be more understanding of the tradition they are coming out of.
I am willing to say that perhaps I don’t have that big of an understanding of religious persecution coming from the cushy west and maybe that makes me lack sensitivity. However, in my opinion, persecution is not a reason to stop witnessing. In fact, it is exactly BECAUSE of persecution, that many have come to know Christ. When someone is willing to be bold in their declaration of Christ even though it may cost them property, status, wealth, or their life, others around them take note. And I am pretty sure those who have lost their life for the cause would be greatly disappointed that those of us who have it easy are apathetic when it comes to evangelism. In fact, one of my friends, a staunch atheist with absolutely no interest in religion at all mentioned to me that the reason she respects Christianity is because “if people were willing to die for something they believed to be the truth, maybe I should start taking this whole thing more seriously.”
Nevertheless, I’d like to suggest that if you are uncomfortable standing out in the middle of the street handing out tracts, preaching from a soapbox in the park, or going door-to-door, don’t worry. That’s really not what it’s all about.
Instead, it’s about how we choose to live out our faith on a day-to-day basis. When you experience a profound answer to prayer, it’s about raising your hands to heaven and thanking God rather than just rationally justifying how the event took place. When your friend is struggling it’s about actually taking the time to pray for them, not just saying a bunch of “feel-good” words. When you go about the most menial tasks – cooking for your children, cleaning the house for the fifth time that day, assisting an elderly person or someone with a disability with personal care, doing paperwork, writing a research proposal, seeking out funding for a grant – you respond to each person as if they were Christ in the flesh. You don’t raise your voice in anger or protest, you don’t show signs of impatience or frustration – you take a moment to pause, ask the Lord for counsel, and receive His great wisdom. Every act becomes one of worship. Every bush is ablaze. Every moment is sacred.
A few months ago I was on the bus about to meet with one of my church friends when all of a sudden a profound realization hit me. Those of you who have me as a Facebook friend will probably have read about it:
Many people say that that they feel uncomfortable when it comes to evangelism. They may think it’s backwards, stuffy, or arrogant to suggest that their way is the only correct one. In a world that promotes individual choice and freedom of religious expression, you don’t want to be singled out as the “odd-kook who still believes this Jesus stuff.” Yet, if we were to be honest with ourselves, almost everyone evangelizes in some way (even including non-religious people). For example, you may have a favourite restaurant, movie, coffee shop, book, or hobby. You may have a favourite park, picnic area, or tourist destination. When you hear that your friend is travelling through a certain area and you know all about what that area has to offer, you generally would not hesitate to share your knowledge and your experience. You wouldn’t hold back about which hotel to stay at, which restaurants to eat at, which scenic route to take, and which to avoid. The best fish and chip place in Scotland is something that makes you happy. It’s something you don’t want to keep to yourself. It’s something you want to tell the world (and especially) those you care for about. If it was so great, you might even have left a review on Trip Advisor. Even in the business world, sharing positive experiences of a certain product or place is called a “testimonial” – it’s about witnessing to others about what you’ve seen, experienced, and learned and encouraging them to do the exact same. If we don’t hold back when it comes to these trivial things in life, why on earth would we choose to keep the love of Christ a secret? Why would we hide the greatest gift God gives to humanity just because we’re afraid of looking dumb?
Perhaps you are convinced that you need to tell the Biblical and spiritual story more often, but you don’t know where to start. Perhaps you are a bit shy and introverted, or you don’t have much experience sharing your faith, or you come from a tradition that has discouraged this. Don’t worry, you can start small. Think about all the things the world requires of us. It wants us to buy into certain cultural norms of how to look, act, and think. It wants us to become a slave to materialism, militarism, and oppression. It wants us to believe that certain cultural and ethnic groups are preferred over others. That certain socio-economic statuses and careers are greater than what most people achieve. But if you are truly convinced about telling the spiritual story, you can see this in another way. You can take that extra moment to get outside your comfort zone and to smile at the homeless man or woman you are passing on your way to church. You can allow yourself to speak up about causes you really feel passionate about. You can allow yourself to fan into flame a system that sees all people are relevant and important. You can work on minimizing yourself (even though culture teaches us to be pretty self-absorbed) and instead use social media and networking to encourage and build others up. It might not seem like you are sharing the Gospel, but you are and you are doing it in a way that is far more relevant than your average soapbox preacher.
We all tell stories in our lives. Stories of love, stories of grace, stories of forgiveness, and stories of peace. Oftentimes we tell more than one story a day and to more than one person. Being a Christian is not only about continuing those stories, but allowing other people to enter into the story with us. Permitting them to also play an important role, and ultimately asking God to be the divine Scriptwriter. What is the story God is calling you to tell today?