Love people in the every day...this is probably one of the biggest things I learned during our mission trip. Missionaries from all over the country come to New Orleans during Mardi Gras to share Jesus. We met a young man that was part of a group called "mardi gras invasion", it's a good description of what happens during this time each year. It seems to me that "Christians" are becoming part of the show or routine here during Mardi Gras. Lost people, those that come year after year, expect to see us. And I wonder...do these partyers ever see or hear anything about Jesus in their every day lives? Is this the only "Jesus" they have any contact with, which can be sad because there are many here with only words of condemnation and no salt in their speech, no telling of Jesus' miraculous love and grace, no hope.
And once again I am reminded about why this trip is so good for me and important for me. It makes me see people's souls a little more, makes me love them a little deeper, makes me want to share Christ with them anywhere. I bet I looked into the faces (really looked into the faces) of 5-10 people in Wal-Mart today. I stared at the cashier's name tag "Kim" and wondered "does she know my Jesus", I began to pray for her. I'm going to seek her out every time I walk into Wal-Mart, at least I hope I will, I will pray for a divine appointment and maybe I will get the opportunity to tell her that she is dearly loved and that the One who loves her died to give her life.
No comments:
Post a Comment