Announcing: The 9 Arts of Spiritual Conversations

Want to become more familiar with the nine practices of Jesus that can help us relate with people in a way that is always good news? Q Place is excited to announce that The 9 Arts of Spiritual Conversations published by Tyndale House Publishers and co-authored by John Crilly and me, will be available through retailers everywhere starting May 1st. In simple and profound ways, I am confident that as you read the pages of this book, you’ll catch the vision for a more natural relational approach to pointing people to Jesus.

For a gift of any amount, we are also happy to send you an advance copy of The 9 Arts of Spiritual Conversations so you can read and share it with someone you know.

I’m excited to share my opening story from the book right here—and it’s my prayer that your life and the lives of those around you will be changed as you walk the way of Jesus.

Mary Schaller
Q Place President


My sister Terry had a window seat in the second-to-last row of a full plane. A young man in his early twenties occupied the coach seat next to her. He was nicely dressed and had gotten out a Bible to read when he sat down. Curious, she asked if he was attending a Bible or divinity school. No, he said, he worked in a sawmill, but he was very involved in his church and loved the Bible. He said he read it a lot.

“Do you believe in Jesus?” he asked boldly in return. Terry said yes, but felt a little uncomfortable disclosing such personal information within the first minute of conversation with a stranger. He immediately followed up with a second, even more intrusive, question: “When you pray, do you pray ‘with tears’ and ‘great anguish’?”

Shocked by the question but trying to assume this discussion was headed in a normal direction, she said she did pray, but typically not with that kind of passion. “If you are not praying ‘right’ like that, God doesn’t hear,” the man exclaimed, raising his voice and spitting out the words with a mixture of excitement and judgment. If she didn’t “pray right,” he said, she wasn’t saved and would go to hell when she died.

The plane was just taking off, and he was shouting all of this above the engine noise. “What have I unleashed?” she thought, feeling trapped in the far back of the plane. The young man started leafing through his Bible, referencing passages that reinforced his claims. She couldn’t get a word in edgewise for the next twenty minutes as he zealously justified his position on prayer.

Finally, when Terry could no longer stand the lecture, she held up her hand and said, “STOP! Don’t tell me what to believe, and don’t judge me! He’s my God too. I believe only God can judge people.” To her astonishment, the man immediately stopped his discourse, closed his book, bent over the tray table, and started to weep.

After about an hour, he finally sat up. Terry didn’t want to look at him; she was afraid he might start yelling again or even pull out a weapon. She thought it best not to make eye contact and pretended to ignore him for the rest of the trip, silently praying for him and for God’s protection. It seemed like the flight would last forever.

When they were finally exiting the plane, the young man helped her get her bag down and said he was sorry that she didn’t see things the same way he did. It didn’t feel like an authentic apology to Terry, but rather a halfhearted effort to make peace. She was just happy to be free of him.

Terry called me later that day. She said, “The first thing that came to mind when I got off that plane was, ‘I can’t wait to tell my sister what happened.’ You’re in the spiritual conversation business, Mary, but I can tell you that I will think twice before I start another conversation with someone holding a Bible! Before that incident, I would think ‘Oh, they are Christians. So am I. It will be great to get to know them.’ Not anymore!”

With exasperation, Terry asked me, “When you talk to someone about God, shouldn’t it be give and take? It was completely one-sided, and his approach was totally wrong. He made me feel like I didn’t want to know the same God that he knows. Why couldn’t he portray God as loving rather than making it sound like he is condemning or hate-filled? The whole time he was talking I was asking myself, ‘How can I end this conversation?’”

Beyond the misguided theology about prayer, this poor young man somehow thought that his aggressive approach of intimidation and Scripture quotations would persuade my sister to believe like he did. I am not sure who should be pitied more in this situation—my sister or him. Both were a little spiritually disoriented by the experience. Both walked away wounded from the encounter. Both would classify the interaction as anything but good news.

Sadly, we all know this is not an isolated incident. We’ve all heard or read stories like this from unsuspecting “victims” of Christ-followers who wanted to share the good news but lacked the sensitivity or timing to effectively represent Jesus…. 

from The 9 Arts of Spiritual Conversations
by Mary Schaller and John Crilly