The Call to Love the Lost

The church is called to fearlessly reach out to the lost, remembering that Christ is with us.

I just read a fascinating story that had tears streaming down my face and I just had to share it. On New Year’s Eve, in Fayetteville, North Carolina, a small congregation was having a church service at 11:30. There were around sixty people in attendance. The sermon was about the recent gun violence in America.

A young man in his twenties, walked through the door of the church carrying a semi-automatic rifle in one hand and ammunition in the other and headed up the aisle. Predictably, panic ensued. Some parishioners headed for the door and some hit the floor. The pastor, Larry Wright, an army veteran, with almost thirty years of experience in the pulpit, said that he could feel the fear in the air.

I can’t imagine what must have been going through those Christians’ minds. I ask myself how I would have reacted. How would you have reacted?

Wright did what I think all Christians are called to do. He left the pulpit and approached the man. Wright is 6 feet two inches and weighs 230 pounds. He was prepared to tackle him if he needed to defend his congregation, but instead he reached out to him. He simply asked, “Can I help you?”

It often takes some serious courage to leave the safety of our church to reach out to the hurting and to those who might wish us harm. But, to walk towards instead of away from an armed man, takes some serious faith.

The man told the pastor that, “He came to do some bad things.” Apparently, he was a military veteran, had just been released from prison, and had been hurt by the church before. He talked with the pastor a few minutes and gave him his gun as well as the ammo, and allowed him to pat him down. I think it’s important to note that Wright didn’t just take for granted that the man wouldn’t harm the congregation. He verified it. God did in fact, give us working brains that I believe He expects us to use.

At this point, Wright could have called the police and have him arrested. They had been called, but he asked them to remain outside. He announced to the church that the man wanted prayer and asked some deacons to come forward and embrace him. They did. Then Wright began to pray for the man and he said, “The power of God hit and the man hit the floor on his knees and began to cry and weep, face down on the ground.”

He was then invited to stay for the sermon and sat on the front pew. At the altar call, he gave his life to Christ. He then asked to speak to the congregation and he apologized. He told them that he had come to do something bad, but God had spoken to him.

The police waiting outside, took the man to a hospital where he voluntarily checked in for some mental help. There have been no charges filed. The congregation has said if he returns, they hope to baptize him.

I think this is one of the most perfect stories I have ever read about how “the church,” is supposed to act and react to those who are lost. I imagine the Apostle Paul, up in Heaven doing a happy dance. I imagine Jesus smiling as He claims one more soul for eternity.

I am reminded that we are called to be fearless in our faith and to remember that Jesus said, “For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them.” Matthew 18:20

May the actions of Pastor Wright and his congregation remind us all.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂