Being A Missionary
We too often think “being a missionary” is a full time, leaving our homeland, giving up the comforts of home experience. But that’s not true in every case. All of us are commanded to “Go ye” by Jesus.
Our mission is defined by what God “calls” us to do. Some are lead to New Orleans for a week, others to Haiti or other far away countries. Your field could be at your job, school or neighborhood.
Of all the pictures I took last week in Haiti, I choose this one because it helps me remember to thank God for being born in America. Yes, we may have alot to complain about but being hungry, without warm clothes or food isn’t one of them.
If you think you have no gifts to share, let me tell you what I did in Haiti. I pushed kids in swings, fed babies bottles, fed toddlers to little to feed themselves, washed bottles, walked children in strollers, wiped snotty noses, took cold water to the men working on the roof in 85 degrees temp. I just sat and held children who were sick, gave some one-on-one attention, and washed toys. None of these things took any talent. None seemed like important jobs…..but it was important to the lives touched by our love.