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Joy Apologetics

Maybe in trying to reach the world, we are using the wrong marketing strategy. We find a "poor miserable soul" that is in need, and pull out our handy dandy "sure-fire" Romans Road pamphlet and fire away. We are tuned out like a telemarketer attempting to sell a new product. We are given the "thanks, but no thanks" remark and walk away defeated.

Why do we target the poor miserable souls and not the happy "go-lucky"? Why do we think that to broach such a taboo topic as "where are you going when you die" that a person has to be at their lowest point? While this does occur and can be a successful technique, let us not forget those who are relatively happy. If the world is our oyster, lets approach the unsaved that are happy. Can an unsaved person be happy? Absolutely!

Joy apologetics does not assume that the world is miserable and loathing and inherently looking for a Savior. We need to cut the red tape of doom and loom and instead of regurgitating the misery equating our pre-Christ experience, shoot a commercial that tells of the wonderful sacrifice Jesus made for us on the cross. We need to reach people where they are. We need to blanket the cities with how wonderful our Father is. We need to market Jesus as not a spiritual god in us all, but a Wonderful Counsellor, a mighty God.. who holds our hand through our darkest hour, but also cheers in our corner during our greatest achievements.

A God who is the ultimate multi-tasker..who stops and listens to our fleeting prayers, and breaks into thunderous applause when one accepts Him as Savior. A God whose cell phone never dies ,never has a missed call, and always returns a text. God does not need to "subscribe" to our Facebook page, or follow us on Twitter, he's been doing that before we were created. Before we push "post", he knows our thoughts, our comments, our tweets. He cares about our "likes" and does not need to browse our "about section" to know our favorite music, books, movies, and TV shows. He already knows.

Our God likes to have fun. He has given us imagination to create and gives us all free will.. to choose Him. Why does God want a bunch of sour pusses that have to drag themselves out of bed to go and "worship"? He wants crazy, fun, excited followers who aren't offended when people wear torn jeans on stage singing "Amazing Grace". He loves us where we are. He takes what He has to work with and demands no explanations. He doesn't require resumes or "hurdle-jumping" There is no "politics" or "red tape". You can speak your mind. You don't have a "chain of command" to reach the CEO of heaven. You are not required to pay a large fee for VIP access. The second you choose Christ, you are a member of His family. You have open access to His fellowship anytime. There is no spam, no scam, when you subscribe to Christ.

Becoming a Christian is too often equated with "a chore" or "a list of do's and dont's". In actuality, it is the hottest trending club in the world and seemingly "best kept secret". Let's start advertising it accordingly and bring the "fun crowd" with us.

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