The Gospel is meant to be offensive. Paul and the Apostles and other early Christians were on the offense, reaching out to proclaim a message people didn’t even know they wanted to hear, answering questions people weren’t even asking. They didn’t rely on bumper stickers, t-shirts, or a cross on a church, around their necks or even on their backs, talking only to the people who responded with some interest. They knew the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, so they reasoned and explained it to all who would listen. They intentionally shared not only Jesus but the need to know Him, not just the good news of grace but the bad news of sin and the need for forgiveness. They didn’t sit back and wait for the world to come to them and their meetings, they went out into all the world, into the streets and into the marketplace. Today I had the privilege of doing so also, taking the Gospel message to Oswald, who was sitting minding his own business in a Target coffee shop. If I had sat near him reading a Bible and waiting for him or someone to ask me about it, I believe I would have been waiting a long time. Instead, I walked up to him and asked if I could run an interesting question by him, my usual question about what happens after we die. This started a long conversation, and now Oswald, who said he believed in reincarnation, is considering the Gospel. Sure it was awkward at first, for about 20 seconds. A small price to pay for the joy of sharing Jesus!