Bumper Sticker Christian – She Shares Truth

I have always wondered if anyone came to Christ from a bumper sticker? If they were riding along on their way to Trader Joe’s and had a ”come to Jesus” moment while at a stop sign. While sitting at red light, all of a sudden seeing a fish sticker or “choosy moms chose Jesus”   made one make a highway conversion to Christianity. If anything bumper stickers make me more uncomfortable as a Christian than inspired. While I understand and am sure some have the purest of intentions with sticker evangelism, I am wondering if we are as bold outside of our vehicles. If Jesus called us to go and make disciples I am not sure that hiding safe in our cars with a latte  all the while “being bold” on our bumpers is what He envisioned.

 19 Therefore go and make disciples of all nations,f baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,g20 and teachingh them to obey everything I have commanded you.  Matthew 28:19 -20a

I am the first to admit that I have no problem telling my story of redemption through the stories I tell or the words I write. But get me on the other side of my computer screen and I hover back into my introvert self.  To look someone in the eye and tell them how broken I have been and the only complete healing I have found is in the blood of Christ poured over me, makes my break out in hives.

 I wonder too if we are as bold inside the car as we are outside of it. That if we have it on our souls to reach across the seat and hold the hand of our teenager silent with secrets. If we can look our spouse in the eye and confess that we are as scared as he is. If we can ignore the traffic around us long enough to tell our sons that Jesus changed our lives. I wonder if we let our lives tell the story of redemption without ever crawling into the darkest crevices of pain around us, if we are really making disciples or just living our own story?

I not only want my life to scream brokenness and redemption but I want my words to point to the only One who saved me. For there to be no doubt for those around me to know who I belong to and how I came to believe it.  I ache for the courage to tell the truth and not rely on a sticker to tell my story. To tell His story.

. And surely I am with youi always, to the very end of the age.”j Matthew 28:20b


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  1. Chrissy Vasilopoulos says:

    Girl, I LOVE you and what you share and how you share it with others! Had to read this during spelling class. Yes, it had words in it, so it counts! Love you. Also, any idea when you’ll be in St. Charles tomorrow? Would love to see you and whomever you bring with! We have a wedding shower ’til 1:30 and pretty open after that…Have a great day! Love you!!!  PSS-what hotel are you staying at in Indi?

  2. lesareengelthaler says:

    Hear hear! Thank you.

  3. I love this, found it on the #shesharestruth list. I completely relate to your entire post, “safe in our cars with lattes!” how true!! After I left a conference this past weekend, my first thought on how to be a better disciple of Christ was a dove bumper sticker from my church, now I am laughing about that thought. I didn’t even think about it – my first thought was not to call a friend and tell them about my experience or write about my experience, but to stay safe in my car with a latte and slap that bold bumper sticker on my car! 🙂 I love this, your words really spoke to my heart this afternoon, thank you! Praying for boldness for you!

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