I buy these sauces by the case and eagerly hand out bottles to anyone who comes over to my house. So why am I so eager to share my discoveries in the world of hot sauce with anyone who walks in my front door, and yet I am strangely silent of the subject of Jesus Christ, who is way better than hot sauce? Well, I am very sure that my friends who I give hot sauce to will be happy. I know the hot sauce is good. In the same way, maybe, I also know that any attempt to "give them Jesus" is not going to be good, unless something happens to them similar to what happened to me, when I somehow switched from skeptic to believer. I completely have the ability help someone who loves spicy food enjoy their meals. I have no way to help those people who think "hot" is something to be avoided. Here are two lessons to learn from the hot sauce story:
The only thing that works for me is to let both of these be true. Anything else is really uncomfortable and wrong-feeling.
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