My friend told me about a man she met who recently gave his life to Jesus.
She had me on the edge of my seat and I hung on every word.
He’s rough around the edges.
Real rough.
He’s raw and unfiltered.
He doesn’t know any of the “Christian Lingo”.
He swears when he gets excited talking about Jesus.
(GASP)
Stop clutching your religious pearls….
He also weeps.
Tears of joy.
Tears of gratitude.
Tears of repentance.
I miss that.
Realness.
I miss people being really, real.
Unedited folks.
Really broken.
Really grateful.
Really joyful.
Really real.
I miss people who don’t know the lingo.
I miss people who don’t know how to play church games.
They say “hang out” instead of fellowship.
They say “Dude, you are never gonna believe this!”
instead of…
“I was so overtaken by the Spirit, I could feel the atmosphere shift.”
I miss awe and wonder.
TRUE awe and wonder.
Sometimes awe and wonder sounds like…
“Dude, it was nuts!”
I love encountering people who have just experienced God.
No debates.
No religion.
No fancy church words.
No TITLES.
No offense.
No jealousy.
No gossip.
No slander.
They just really love Jesus.
Man….they’re so refreshing.
I just want to hug them and ask if I can hang out with them for a while.
They still remember His voice.
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