I graduated from college about eight months ago. Since that time, I have never felt more of an urgency to share the Gospel….or as loud of a fear to speak up.
I am constantly surrounded by hurting, broken people in need of a Savior, and I myself am chief among them. I feel inadequate to share Jesus when I struggle with understanding his grace and mercy and sacrifice in my own life. Through this season of transition, I have been reminded of a passage in Romans…
“How then will they call on him in whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching? And how are they to preach unless they are sent? As it is written, ‘how beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!’” (Romans 10:14-15)
We are talking about a relationship…a relationship built solely on faith in the God who created everything and yet holds the sparrows in his hands. And our relationship is built on a belief in Him who is Lord of all (Romans 10:12).
But how will they call on him if the ones who are claimed by him fail to tell them?
Those co-workers who choose to speak about things that make us cringe, things that break our hearts. How will they come to know Him if we fail to tell them?
That friend who battles depression and turns to other means of fulfillment to numb the pain. How will they know unless we tell them?
The family member who desires to be whole, to have joy and be godly, but continues to pursue things that break God’s heart. How will they hear without someone preaching it to them? With our words- our attitude- our lifestyle.
Paul’s famous words in the book of Romans, ‘how beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!’ is actually based off a passage in Isaiah 52:7. It talks about ‘how beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him who brings good news…who says to Zion, “Your God reigns.” (Isaiah 52:7)
The feet were dirty. They were messy. They were hurting and sore and scraped up from the walk, but they still went. And they were beautiful.
That’s been my mission in this season of transition. I feel inadequate in my pursuit, but I long to have the “beautiful feet” of Romans 10:12. My prayer is to go even when it’s terrifying and to speak even when it’s uncomfortable.
“But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”