living sacrifice

The burden of preaching the gospel has always been in my heart, but how should I preach it?I don't have any music.

Back in the ward, I mustered up the courage again and came to them.

Surrounded by patients, the doctor only draws the curtain during the examination, so there is no privacy at all.Those yellow-faced people were lying on the bed, exuding the breath of death.

A small screen keeps beating, one is the heartbeat, and one is the blood pressure, and I don't understand the rest.Those data are a person's life, and they are gone without the person.

This small screen has sent away many of my loved ones, and I am always a little apprehensive when I see it.

Uncle's words are like "what will happen when I get better", he has no premonition that he will not get better at all.

I pulled my aunt, pulled her outside the ward and asked her, "Does he know his illness? Does he know exactly what illness he has?"

"We didn't tell him. Your brother said don't tell him about it. Don't cry in front of him for a while. He is actually very sensitive and will know."

"But why don't you tell him, if he doesn't know the truth, he doesn't know how to worry."

"Is there any use for him to be anxious? Will his illness be cured? Your brother said that you don't need to let him know about it. You just need to let him live his last days with peace of mind. He should eat and drink. Damn God for this."

I don’t agree with their approach. It’s a deception. If my uncle is not nervous about his own illness, or even doesn’t know the truth, and thinks he’ll be fine, then he won’t ask the Lord for help at all, and he will die when the time comes. Really dead.

But no one in his family was willing to tell him the truth. They were willing to conceal it, because they themselves did not believe in God, nor did they believe that souls would go to hell after death.They think that when a person is gone in this life, he is gone, has no soul, no eternity, and no judgment from God. Luckily escaped.They pin their hopes on such things.

This is very stupid!

But they don't believe in God, and they don't believe in Me.

I found another opportunity to testify to my aunt while my uncle was there, and I said, "I really heard God speak to me."

Uncle immediately turned her head away.

But my aunt asked curiously, "What did you hear? How did you hear it?"

"He said: Their spirits work in the kingdom of darkness. Hell is real, I heard it with my own ears, not a fantasy."

"You believe that now? Why?" My aunt also responded in the same way.

Why!Do you care why I go to church?You're all dying, why should I go to church?I tried my best to let you understand the principles of salvation, why don’t you listen carefully?

I talked a lot that day, but I couldn’t get to the point. They cared more about my life after marriage, how my job was, and other trivial matters than that they were going to hell. I didn’t have the ability to lead them into that. On the way.

After returning home that day, I was really, really disappointed. I thought that since God told me to go, maybe my uncle would be saved today, but I forgot how hard it was for me to be saved.I forgot how many miracles I saw in those two months, and how God desperately tried to turn me around.I forgot how much research I had to do before I was convinced that evolution was false.I forgot how patient I was with myself, but I hoped that my uncle would change his mind at once.

Seeing me, my mother said to me, "Don't worry about it. Your uncle won't believe it."

I am not happy to hear my mother say that.Suddenly I was overjoyed and asked her, "If my uncle believes in Jesus, do you think it is a miracle?"

My mother thought for a while and said, "If he can believe it, it will be a miracle."

"This is what you said! Remember it for me!"

"Just remember it. But don't think about it, he can't believe it."

How do I know if my uncle can believe in Jesus?He is dying.If he really can’t believe in Jesus within six months, then he will stay in the hell that I have been in for the rest of his life, and he will never come out.For this reason, I still hope that he will believe in the Lord.

You Yan also called me once, and she said, "Can we go to the hospital to visit my uncle together?"

My mother immediately said from the side: "You don't know them well, and they won't ask you to go. And it's still during the epidemic, you two don't run around."

You Yan was a little angry, and she whispered to me: "Don't listen to your mother, pray well by yourself."

I really have no confidence in this matter.Later, I told You Yan: "Now you have to take a nucleic acid test when you enter the hospital, and it seems that a patient can only have one or two visits. When the time comes, my aunt will have to come out to help us. It's really troublesome. Forget it."

"Okay." At this point, You Yan had no choice but to give up.

But I was not at peace.During those six months, I often thought of my uncle, and I prayed to the Lord: "Lord, is there still a chance for him to be saved? Should I have gone to the hospital? But the epidemic is so severe, and I am not sure whether he can be saved. I don't even know how to evangelize with him."

I prayed for him all the time, but I didn’t dare to go. On the one hand, the hospital was really strict at that time, and on the other hand, it was my own weakness. Thinking of how badly he treated grandpa, I felt a hundred reluctances in my heart. .

One day, my aunt suddenly called my mother, and she said to my mother on the phone: "He is so strange, lying on the bed by himself, talking to the air. He said 'I have never bowed my head to anyone in my life. ', what does he mean?"

I heard this, and it was only then that I realized in my heart that the Lord Jesus had not given up on him. The Lord Jesus went to find him in person, but my uncle was still arguing.His words were clearly speaking to the Lord.

Thank you and praise the Lord.

Only then did I rekindle hope for his salvation.I found someone to pray for him in the church, and I also found a brother I trusted online, and asked him to pray for my uncle with his church, and I also prayed for him.

We don't know whether my uncle's illness can be healed, but at least our prayers hope that his soul will be saved.Thank you Lord, the Lord has heard our prayers.

Is it a miracle that such a person who resists God can believe in the Lord?

This is of course a miracle.

Uncle's condition deteriorated, and everyone knew he was hopeless.Only then did his family give up on him and agreed to transfer him back to N City.

At least N city is his hometown, and the hospital conditions are much better than S city.Here, my aunt can finally lie down on a decent bed and sleep well. She has been sleeping on a narrow bed as wide as one person for half a year, and she has lost a lot of weight.

My uncle was about to die, and at that time the family only wanted him to "eat well and drink well", and they didn't think about anything else.They are still hiding it from him up to this time, and my uncle is also blindly optimistic, hoping that he can be discharged from the hospital and go home.

One day I was moved, so I prayed to the Lord: "Lord, please take the church to visit my uncle, preach the gospel to him one after another, and ask the Lord to save his soul and not let him go to hell. "

I forgot about it myself after I said this prayer.

After about a month or two, my aunt called my mother and said, "Your brother is dying. If you are free, come to N city."

Later, through my aunt’s report, I found out that before my uncle’s death, relatives who believed in the Lord in N City brought people from their church to visit him three or four times.They all wanted to preach the gospel to him, but they were afraid when they saw him and did not preach to him.

Everyone is the same as me, they all told my aunt, and then my aunt will find a way to pass it on to him.

My relative who believed in the Lord in N City was suddenly moved one morning. She knelt down and prayed at three or four o'clock, asking the Lord to tell her how to preach the gospel to her uncle.Later she preached according to what the Lord said.

After a while, my uncle suggested to his aunt himself, "I want to believe in Jesus."

The church in N City is really happy!They arranged everything for my uncle, and later they knew that my uncle was going to die, so they took him back to their home according to local customs.

When my uncle returned to the small farmyard of his home, he saw many people surrounded by the third and third floors of his home, and they all came to see him for the last time.

It wasn't until this time that he admitted that he couldn't do it anymore, and said to himself, "There's nothing left to do now."

On this day, my aunt called my mother and told them to hurry over. I also learned that my uncle had just converted to the Lord on the same day.

That night I prayed to the Lord before the Lord: "Lord, I don't know if he will live or not. But I know his soul has been saved, so I really thank the Lord. Fortunately, he has escaped from hell. Lord, Thank you for saving him. According to you, not mine, if you think it would be better for him to go to you now, please keep his soul and go to Paradise, and don’t make him suffer any more.”

After praying this prayer, at five or six in the morning the next day, I received a call: my uncle had passed away.

Everyone is sad, but I don't feel sad.He was saved, he went to the Lord, he was already in Paradise, and there was nothing to be sad about.For him, there will never be so much suffering as when he was alive, and his suffering is completely over, but we living people still have to experience a lot of suffering.

Later I asked my mother, "My uncle has become a believer, do you think it is a miracle?"

She was categorical before, but at this time she hesitated, saying "it's a miracle" and "it's really nothing. People are afraid when they die. He is just looking for psychological comfort for himself." , and then said "who knows".

This is a miracle, but my mother does not admit it.

This also confirms one point: there are actually not many miracles.Do you see how many miracles I have talked about from the beginning to now?But people do not believe in the Lord by relying on miracles.Some people only believe in miracles, but not in the Lord.Because some people do not believe in the Lord, they do not even believe that miracles happened before them.