Some of us however bite the bullet, swallow a dose of courage and venture into the next outreach program our church has to offer.  We learn an evangelistic outline, instructing us what to say and what not to say.  We memorize the ‘Roman Road’ to salvation.  We select our own favorite Gospel tracts to pass out, which if we’re honest with ourselves, we use all to often so that we don’t have to say too much ourselves.  Then we head out on visitation to reach out to a list of contacts that our church has collected.  Six to ten weeks later, with nary a single ‘convert’ and secretly relieved that our service is up, we position ourselves back on the pews with the bravado that we have engaged in the battle and done all that we could.

But we haven’t done enough and we know it. We are awash with guilt when we enter our sanctuaries as well as when we lay our heads on our pillows in preparation for another night of restless sleep.  The faces of the lost staring at us from inside our dreams causes us to wake too soon when finally sleep does come.  The start of a new day gives us a chance to make amends, to right what is lacking in our walk with Christ.  To fulfill the Great Commission.  But alas, another opportunity comes and the feelings of inadequacy begin to creep back into our minds.  We say little if anything at all when given the chance.  Helpless is the label we yet again attach to our shirt sleeves.

If you can relate to this you’re not alone.  If you still feel these emotions, take heart, because at least you still care.  Next week we’ll seek God and His Word together as we strive to become better servants and better witnesses.