Around the end of the twentieth century and interesting phenomenon accrued in the Mormon church. Some Mormon leader spoke of a Round To It. The LDS loved what it came to represent.
Before long, Mormons were cutting slabs from branches of every size. On the face they burned or painted the inscription, To It. These began to appear on coffee tables, desks, and as wall hangings. Even I had a few.
This Mormon campaign focused on ending the procrastination and spreading the Mormon gospel. In principle I agreed. Outwardly I was a faithful Mormon but it was all for show. My silly disks of wood never translated to action in my life?
A Christian friend confessed that he had weekly contact with a young lady. She served him faithfully and with a smile but he never learned her name. The day came when she passed unexpectedly.
She lived and died in a largly Mormon comminity. She needed the good news of Jesus as much as anyone. As far as my friend knows, she never heard it.
As God is my witness, I can’t see how one can claim to have the truth and remain silent? Can belief and silence coexist in the same space?
I will never see or meet anyone who does not desperately need Jesus. I have decided to open my mouth and speak salvation. I ache to partner with godly men and women who will do the same. If this describes you, please join our team.
