Conga Line Evangelism

A Conga Line broke out during the last worship song of the night.  Students chased each other joyfully around the room, dancing and singing praise to God.

I was standing in the back, up the stairs, as usual.  And from that perspective, I could watch the Line form.

A train of students would move past and, one by one, people standing in the rows would get up the nerve to join in.  And when they did, it looked like a blast.

Not everyone joined the Conga Line.  No one explained, point by point, why the Conga Line would be a good experience or what you get out of a Conga Line.  The runners, the dancers, the Line people just enjoyed themselves and invited others to share in their joy.

What would happen if our evangelism was more like that?

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