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Still Afraid to Shout

Not three days after I wrote the “He Makes Me Want to Shout” story something happened that I am still hurting over and burdened.   Here I am, yammering on about the burning desire in my heart to shout, share, reach out, preach and spread the love of God and when an opportunity presented itself I was as quite as a mouse! 

Every morning I pick up the mail at the post office for work. There is an older man who hangs out around the post office almost daily. He may be homeless and possibly has mental health issues.  He talks to himself, to the sky or to anyone who will listen, rambling on with a loud and raspy voice as he paces the post office floors, strolls along the sidewalk or stands on the curbside of the post office grounds.  I was told that he is harmless although there was an incident when they had to call security to remove him from the premises.  This particular morning, he was sitting on the post office steps as I drove up.  Though it was damp, muggy and chilly he was wearing only a pair of khaki shorts and a white t-shirt turned inside out.  He was sitting atop a white trash bag filled with what were likely all his worldly goods, the only thing keeping his bottom side dry.  It was unusual to see him sitting at all.

As I approached he said to me, “Good Morning” with his usual loud and booming voice. Nothing odd there.  I responded, “Good Morning.” But then he said quietly and almost matter-of-factly, “No one loves me.”  (Why in the world did he say that?)  I responded with, “Why not?” (Why in the world did I counter with that question???) Here was an opportunity and I was asking stupid questions instead of diving right through an open door!  His reply was sad, forlorn and despondent, “I don’t know.”  At this point I was at the door, having already passed him, and as I opened the door, I said in a quiet voice, “Well, Jesus loves you.”  I don’t know that he heard me as the door quietly closed behind me in finality thus ending our short conversation. 

While getting the mail I pondered our conversation. Why didn’t I tell him Jesus loved him from the start?  Why was I hesitant?  Why was I quiet?   I have this huge desire burning within me to share and here was a perfect opportunity but I cowered instead of bravely sharing God’s love. My heart broke for him but at the same time I was afraid to minister to him because he is different. I have been praying for him since as he was obviously hurting that morning to speak such things to a stranger.   My heart is still troubled over the whole incident and I want to cry because I realize that I am still afraid to be bold in certain situations.  Maybe, I want to shout, share and preach in the “safe” places but so many out there, like this older man, are not in the safe places. They are in the highways and byways of everyday life. They have such a need to know God and His great abiding love.  How many are lost or still hurting because of lost opportunities when fearful Christians, like me, don’t take a stand, much less say a word? 

I am asking God to help me in this type of situation should one arise again.  I don’t want to forget those that are different and leave them on the wayside without hearing an encouraging word that could bless, uplift and possibly lead them to Christ.  The reality is, we don’t know what people can really understand or not understand. The Word of God is powerful and God can use it to touch and change any heart, “For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.” Hebrews 4:12   He only asks that we be obedient and he will do the work within each individual life. “For it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.” Philippians 2:13   The word directs us to go into the world and share His love to the lost, hurting and downtrodden because of His great love and desire to bring each of us home with Him, “And the lord said unto the servant, Go out into the highways and hedges, and compel them to come in, that my house may be filled.” Luke 14:23   Everyone needs Jesus and we mustn’t be afraid to share when an opportunity arises because God is on our side and protects us, “The LORD is on my side; I will not fear: what can man do unto me?” Psalms 118:6  

I am thankful that God shows me where I still need to grow. I know that He will continue to work in me so that I can shout for Him in every situation not just those situations I am most comfortable. Perhaps my quietly spoken words reached the older man’s ears and then resonated deep within his heart giving him hope to face the new day. Because, when I came out of the post office with the mail he looked like his usual self, up and about, walking along the curbside and in his loud booming voice talking to himself, the sky, the world and to anyone that would listen. I hope so, but even that does not excuse my failure to speak up and speak out for the Lord.  

May God bless you and keep you and cause His face to shine upon you. May He make us all “shouter’s” for His kingdom so that His light may shine through us out into a world that so desperately needs God. May we not be afraid to share His beautiful Gospel. Sometimes, the only word’s someone needs to hear is that God loves them. Powerful words that are enough to change any life.      

Love in Christ, Michele

Copyright March 2018 ~ Michele LeDoux Abshire

Columnist: Michele Abshire


Michele Abshire is a housewife, mother, grandmother, and full time legal assistant. She has been published in Lake Charles, Louisiana publications, Christian Star Newspaper and Gumbeaux Magazine.  

Michele began writing notes of encouragement to people God put on her heart which led her in the direction of writing short encouraging stories, letters, essays and analogies.  This quickly became a ministry for her.  

Michele's vision is to reach people with encouraging messages that will lift their heart and bring joy for sorrow and hope for discouragement. Michele enjoys your feedback so leave a comment in the form at the bottom of the page or email her at



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