Matthew 28:19-20 describes how we must spread the Word of Jesus Christ. We should teach everyone—Christians and nonbelievers alike—about God. Tell them to believe and then strengthen their faith. Try to teach as many places as wewe can. Teach them the rules and poetry of the Bible. It doesn’t matter what they say about your beliefs, wewe know you’re right and that God is with you.
Once the Holy Spirit came at the Pentecost, the Apostles were now full of strength to do what Jesus told them. First, Peter healed a crippled beggar in the name of Jesus. Everyone was really surprised, but Peter told them not to be. Then he alisema that they should ask for forgiveness because they had killed Jesus. Peter and John were then sent to the Sanhedrin—that is, the ancient Jewish council—and they were very upset. However, they did not know what to do, as they had done a kind act; everyone else now believed in the resurrection of Jesus. So they let them go.
Like the Apostles, I try to do good deeds. Sometimes I share God with my sister, flipping randomly through the Bible and kusoma together. Other times—this one I struggle with—I try to hold my tongue as she insists she’s right; hoping I won’t start an argument. And as I go and check my online profile, and I see everyone believing and wanting gay rights, I stand alone and vote against it, typing gently but firmly how I know it is wrong. They may talk bad against me, but I don’t need their opinion. I have God’s, just as the Apostles did.
Once the Holy Spirit came at the Pentecost, the Apostles were now full of strength to do what Jesus told them. First, Peter healed a crippled beggar in the name of Jesus. Everyone was really surprised, but Peter told them not to be. Then he alisema that they should ask for forgiveness because they had killed Jesus. Peter and John were then sent to the Sanhedrin—that is, the ancient Jewish council—and they were very upset. However, they did not know what to do, as they had done a kind act; everyone else now believed in the resurrection of Jesus. So they let them go.
Like the Apostles, I try to do good deeds. Sometimes I share God with my sister, flipping randomly through the Bible and kusoma together. Other times—this one I struggle with—I try to hold my tongue as she insists she’s right; hoping I won’t start an argument. And as I go and check my online profile, and I see everyone believing and wanting gay rights, I stand alone and vote against it, typing gently but firmly how I know it is wrong. They may talk bad against me, but I don’t need their opinion. I have God’s, just as the Apostles did.