It was exceedingly warm in Kona that night. A thick heat sat heavily in the air; filling my lungs with each breath. There was no breeze, no AC, just a hot sweaty group of fine looking YWAMers standing on a balcony overlooking the streets.
I found myself in pure excitement over the grand plans my roommates and I had for this evening. We had made reservations at a classy ocean view bistro for a birthday celebration.
The night was all planned out and it was going to be perfect..
Little did I know that one of my dear roommates (Tierney), and myself, would change someone’s world that night.
That night and for the rest of her life.
Someone was about to meet Jesus.
Tierney and I had walked to the bathroom; it was outside the restaurant further down the balcony. It was deathly hot in there so we hurried ourselves to get back and wash up quickly. But, in the midst of washing up, we came into the company of a young woman. Blond hair, black dress, probably a tourist and definitely wasted.
She stumbled through her words, wasn’t making sense and barely made it out the bathroom doorway without falling over. She complimented our dresses and critically spoke about her own appearance saying she wasn’t, “sexy” or that her dress was “too long.” She complimented our confidence and beauty we carried while constantly putting herself down.
She was a broken hearted, insecure, lonely girl.
(Much like most of us have been at times I’m sure)
We spoke life over her and told her she was beautiful. We told her that to be beautiful is not an appearance but something much much deeper. We told her our confidence didn’t come from the way we looked but that we knew that we were loved. Fully known and deeply loved by a God who created the universe, and us in His image.
At this point, and the beginning stages of our conversation, Tierney and I didnt have to communicate to another. It was clear to us that God had placed us here; in this place, at this moment, to meet this woman, to share this Gospel: we are more broken than we could ever be yet more loved than we could ever imagine.
SO that’s what we did, we asked her name, we spoke life over her, we told her not about a religion that restricts us in life but a relationship that frees us. We told her about a man named Jesus who desires nothing more than to be a part of her story and walk through life with her. . A man who DIED for her to know who she is. And for her to know who HE is.
She had heard about Christianity before, but in a pokey religous way where she felt condemed and shamed, never in the simple gospel way that says “you are worth dying for.”
We asked if we could pray for her, she agreed so we layed hands on her and took turns praying.
Simple but life altering truths.
At the end of the prayer we asked her, “do you want this? do you want this relationship? And to walk with Jesus everyday for the rest of your life? Because you can, starting right now.”
It wasn’t just a pass by conversation for us, we were eager to invite her into a lifestyle of this understanding, not just one night at the bar.
Tears filled her eyes, as she cracked her fingers nervously and dropped her shoulders.
“I want it.”
And she truly did, she cried out to God, pouring her very being into her prayer asking God to come into her heart and life, asking forgiveness for the choices she has made, and just like that she surrended her life to Christ.
I could end the story here and it would be a fantasic amazing story that im certain to tell for the rest of my life. But, there is an extra nugget that shows what it looks like ot invite Jesus in.
This woman who was wasted and could barely walk, after praying for her, and her surrendering her self to Jesus, was complelty and 100% sober.
How is that possible? To be so intoxicated to 20 minutes later having no outward clues that you had a drink all night?
Thats Jesus for you.
So, within 20 MINUTES of a conversation with this woman not only did she GIVE HER LIFE TO JESUS, but we prayed for her, she poured her heart to God and she was COMPLETELY SOBER by the end of our conversation.
HOW WILD IS THAT.
She left standing up straight and thanking us for opening her heart up to something and melted in emotions while we prayed for her.
She left that conversation a different person.
When we had first met her and mentioned the name of “Jesus” She said she wasn’t religious.
I looked at her dead and the eyes and laughed, “neither am I.”
She looked at me confused, and thats when I told her that I was relational. That this was a relationship I had with Jesus, not a religion. It was a deep deep frinedship I walked into daily with the King of Kings, the creator of the universe, and the one who brings change and freedom to our lives.
She listened openly and was sold when we told her all she had to do was invite him into her life, no strings attached, just want to be a part of it, and desire something MORE.
I took a bold move of faith and said: “if you cry out to him HE WILL answer and reveal Himself to you, I swear on everything on my life. You will feel something.”
And so she did. She cried out.
Sure enough Jesus walked in the room and everything changed.
She felt the presence of the Holy Spirit, something I imagine and hope she will never forget.
NOTE: It seems that the calling Jesus has on our life is to be constant ambassadors for His kingdom, there is no “off” time when it comes living for Him, we are evengalist 24/7. And we must always be open and ready for any situation God brings us into.