Back when I taught at a Christian school, I faced a room full of middle school students and asked them a seemingly simple question: What is the gospel?
Now, if you’ve been in a church for any length of time, you probably have some idea of what it is that we call the gospel. You might know it as the Romans Road, or the Good News, or the Four Spiritual Laws.
You might know that Jesus Christ—God in the flesh—came to earth as a Baby. He lived among the people created by Him and through Him, as though He were one of us—but was more than that. He grew up and He went from town to town, teaching the people, healing the people, caring for the people. And He was eventually killed on a cross for daring to admit that He was the Son of God.
But that wasn’t the end of His story; after three days, He was resurrected—He was alive again, on the earth, back among the people He loved. His death was a sacrifice of love, given for us, so that we could be forgiven of our sin and come to Father God.
When we think of the gospel, that’s what we usually think of, and those are the kinds of answers my students gave me. But I hadn’t been asking simply to start a discussion; I was genuinely curious to see what they would say. Why? Because of verses like this:
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