A heart for the lost

How much do I really care about the lost world around me? Each day my unbelieving friends and family are one day closer to that terrifying day where they will stand before God and have to give an account for why they have lived their lives ignoring him. Do I care enough to pray, care enough to spend time with them, care enough to speak to them?

Paul says:
I could wish that I myself were cursed and cut off from Christ for the sake of my brothers, those of my own race, the people of Israel.
Romans 9:3-4 (NIV)

Paul would be willing to trade himself in at the gates of Hell - his life in return for the lives of his people, the Jews. Just like Jesus handed himself over to be killed, so that those who trust in him might go free.

How about me?

To remain silent while those around me tread the path to Hell would be similar to sitting happily in a hovering rescue helicopter, playing hoopla with the lifering, while in the sea below, people are one by one pulled under by the current.