Today my family and I were preparing to go out of town. We had spent most of the morning packing and tying up loose ends. It wasn't until lunch time when I finally kicked in to the mind set that people are dying and going to hell. I remember driving to a fast food restaurant and grabbing my three year old to take her inside. As I was taking her out of her car seat, I was praying silently. My eyes began darting back and forth looking for someone to pull from the flames. I stopped listening to what my mind was telling me, as my heart rate increased dramatically. This is almost a daily thing now that the mission field is all around me. I know that sounds dramatic, but many times I am begging the Lord to give me strength and discernment during unsure times. As I entered the restaurant, I was greeted by at least three employees. The manager stood at the register with a great big smile. After placing my order, I used a line that often is a perfect spring board in to a spiritual conversation:
Me: Sir, you are about as friendly as a Christian. Do you have a church background?
Manager: Yes, I was saved at the age of 23. I am now 51. I used to be a pretty bad guy back then.
Me: You still are a bad guy, but you have been saved by a good God.
Manager: You're right!
Sometimes putting on a mission mentality doesn't mean going to the front lines. Today, I got to encourage one of the troops:)