You know the type. The well-meaning Christian. Those who in casual conversation will ask, have you accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as your Savior? I cringe when I hear that question asked as I did Friday afternoon. Not only that, the inquiry was made in a public place for many ears to hear. The eavesdroppers. Those like me who were curious to follow along. When I hear it, I always think to myself, Is that all there is? Is it that simple? Well, no it’s not… but I digress.
I know these people mean well, God bless them. But to me… to my way of thinking, that’s a very personal question. I mean isn’t that my business to share at a time and place of my choosing? Who are you Mr. or Mrs. stranger, or casual acquaintance, to ask such a thing? And in public at that, and often out of the blue? No doubt there are appropriate places and times to broach the subject. However many in their Christian zeal, seeing it as a God-given duty, think they are required to ask and it matters not who, when or where.
Don’t get me wrong. I am a Christian. My relationship with the Savior is personal. To my way of thinking — to ask and banter about the subject — cheapens and degrades the whole concept. My relationship with Deity is sacred. It is personal and about as private as anything can get. Trite lines like Jesus loves you; Jesus cares; Jesus wants you; may be true, but none of those petty statements come even close to the Savior I know. They miss by miles the more important, deeper meaning of His life and what He did for us. The Savior suffered His own life to be taken in an act of atonement, the magnitude of which is beyond our comprehension. Most of these well-meaning Christians, who violate our privacy, really don’t have a clue.