Space to Breathe

It has been a long past few weeks. Seriously, I've barely had time to sleep; it seems like I've been going from morning to midnight just trying to keep up with everything. My body is showing the effects. It is screaming for rest, so I've spent this stormy morning curled up in my chair having an extended quiet time and finishing up my ethics final that is due on Monday. At least I thought it was relaxing.

I've been meeting with a Muslim woman in an effort to minister more to her and try to show her what a real Christian is. I'm constantly having to explain to her that Christians are moral; America is not. She has difficulty distinguishing between American and Christianity. I've been meeting with her often throughout this semester, and it has been very difficult. She is very pushy and offensive, yet she keeps saying that she doesn't get to see me very much, and she tries to guilt me into spending more time with her. I'm at a point where it just doesn't work anymore. I am concerned about her, and I have compassion for her, but it is not my responsibility to save her. I feel that I have just about done all that I can do to present the truth of the Bible to her. Her heart is hard to the truth, and unless God opens her eyes, her eyes will not be opened.

Yesterday, after we had finished another round about how can Jesus be both God and man (which, incidentally, I wrote a theology paper on this semester), she threw up her hands and said, "Can you prove to me that the Bible is true?" I thought about this question for a minute, and I remembered all of the evidence that I had already presented to her that she refused to accept. So I said to her, "No, I can't convince you that the Bible is true." I can't persuade her or argue her into believing in Jesus as her salvation. Only God can bring her to that, but He is able to do that. The times that I have spent talking to her have exhausted me, but after praying, and thinking, and a David Platt sermon on Thursday, it is so wonderfully true that God doesn't need me to do His work. He's quite capable of doing it on His own though He allows be to be a part of it. And if the presence of God doesn't do His work, let me not try to do it on my own.