"Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you travel land and sea to win one proselyte, and when he is won, you make him twice as much a son of hell as yourselves." This is the "witnessing" experience I have had. This is why I have had so much trouble sharing my faith. I wondered, and pondered "how can I impose such death on another human being". I had no life, I was searching for life within myself, and was bitterly disapointed to find that it was not there. I searched and combed the fine details of my thoughts, actions, desires to find some spark of life, but I found none. No matter how I tried, cried, wished and prayed with all sincerity that I would live, it was not found in me. Then I was told to go and share with the world, make disciples of all men. And I thought, what in hell would make anyone want what I have? I have nothing. I strive day after day to "do what is right" and yet I can never attain it. I was and still am in myself a blubbering, fearful, controlling mess. But now, I see. Grace is what I have. Through Christ I have life, and laying aside my "old man" the me that is dead, the me that is hid in Him is revealed. Behold all things have been made new. This is who I am, I am a new creation. NOW that is something to share, and it has nothing, nothing, nothing to do with me. It is Christ alone. There is no other gospel, He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, no man comes to the Father any other way.