It wasn’t their buildings. They had none.
It wasn’t their programs. They had none.
It wasn’t their political power. They had none.
It wasn’t their slick publications, TV networks, bumper stickers, or celebrities. They had none.
What was it?
With great power the apostles continued to testify to the resurrection of the Lord Jesus, and much grace was upon them all. Acts 4:33
They testified to the truth about Christ and lived by His grace. Truth was the food they ate and the message they spoke.
Grace was the air they breathed and the life they lived.
The world around them had never seen anything like it. It still hasn’t.
And…conviction. For me, I mean. Working at the Mission has reminded me yet again of how important it is that I represent Christ. All. The. Time. That means when things are going great and when everything’s crazy, when people are telling me that they appreciate what we do for them and when they’re yelling in my face, when I see the love of Jesus shine through people and when somebody walks out of chapel because they can’t handle what’s being said. Regardless of the situation, I represent the God who cares about every person involved, and I’m learning what it means to care about them, too.