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"IF I WERE A SALESMAN" Selling What’s Already Free!!!

If I were a salesman—let’s say, selling luxury car or the latest phone—I’d be all in. Smiling wide, shaking hands, wearing that irritatingly bright blazer, I’d pitch the product like my life depended on it. Why? Because there’s commission, perks, and prestige. A sale is a step up. Every “yes” is a personal triumph. And if I get to the top of the leaderboard? Champagne and applause!

Now switch scenes.

Baptism. I was signed up—commissioned, even—to proclaim the Kingdom of God. But here’s the funny part: No blazer. No mic. No crowd. No “Employee of the Month” board at church. Just… silence. And yet, the reward? Eternal life, joy that doesn’t expire, peace that politicians can’t trademark, and love that doesn’t need a subscription.

And still, I hesitate.

In John 16:12–15, Jesus says something radical: “When the Spirit of truth comes, he will guide you into all the truth.” It's like getting a top-notch marketing strategist thrown in—free. But we ignore Him. Because let’s face it—proclaiming the Kingdom doesn’t come with a bonus check. We want instant results, five-star ratings. But the Kingdom? It’s slow, organic, and disturbingly people-focused.

Meanwhile, world leaders play Monopoly with real countries. Politicians accumulate power like dragon hoards. The rest? Decimated—by war, lies, or policy. There's little time for accompanying or uplifting. Who uplifts anymore? It's all about uploads and upgrades.

And yet, here I am. Baptized. Branded for Christ. A salesman with the best product: a Kingdom that’s already paid for in full. But I hoard it like it’s mine. I don’t want to share. Because what if I give, and they get more joy than me?

If only I hustled for the Gospel like I would for a raise.

What would happen if we all promoted the Kingdom the way CEOs pitch stocks?

Maybe the world wouldn’t look so crazy.

Maybe… we’d finally start living the Kingdom—here, now.

Not just selling it.

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