Story # 1
While tossing things in the laundry last week, I came across a black t-shirt marked “Campus Church” I hadn’t seen before. A half hour later, I noticed the back of the shirt says, “Ask me about Jesus.”
I was later told that the idea behind the church is that in a multi-cultural melting pot like the greater Toronto area, where my oldest attends university, there are a number of things which serve as visible identifiers of someone who is part of a different faith — such as the headgear a Muslim girl or a Jewish boy might be wearing — but nothing to specifically indicate that someone is a Christian. The shirt is an attempt to change all that.
So I asked my son, “Are you prepared if someone asks you about Jesus?”
To which he replied, “I usually wear a sweater over that shirt.”
…In balance, I should add that my son probably would be prepared — more than he realizes — and that he has expressed his desire to share his faith on campus. I think, too that he would indeed find it genuinely easier if they came to him with a question. On the other hand, the weather has turned quite cool here, and I can’t picture myself walking around the campus without something warmer.
Maybe they should have manufactured sweaters instead.
Story # 2
A couple we know invited their daughter to join them at a thing going on at another church. While there, she spotted someone she was a little unprepared to see, and quickly got out her phone and texted a friend from work.
You won’t believe where I just saw our boss–
(She probably used some appropriate txt abbreviations.)
Her mom told this story to my wife who said the friend texted back that she was equally incredulous. Apparently, there’s nothing at work to indicate that this guy — who is highly respected among the people at the church — would be there. Quite the opposite, actually.
Unfortunately, this kind of story replays all too often. The challenge to those of us who’ve crossed the line of faith, is not to be the guy in the story.