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Do I Look Familiar to You?

I had this written back Thanksgiving and am now just getting around to posting it.  I know that the purpose of a blog is to blog and then post . . . obviously I had to amend a paragraph or two . . .

I have had a lot on my mind lately . . . other than the change in latitude . . .

Every day, periodically through the day I have begun unconsciously doing a spiritual check-up, and have been asking myself: When people see me, do they see Christ?  Do I reflect Him? Am I giving the non-believer, the unsure, those seeking something more from life, a glimpse of Christ? 

Over the past months I have been spending more time with the Lord and less time with the distractions of the world.  I am in the world, yet somehow I feel as though I am detached from it, especially from things that steal my inner peace and time with God.  I have an incredible hunger for more of the Word that seems insatiable. It's a thirst I cannot seem to quench.

God has put it on my heart that a few kind words to a total stranger may make all the difference in their day, and as a result I have found myself to be even more outgoing than usual, striking up even more conversations with strangers than I typically do.  (This is probably why I am always rushing every where I go!)

We just celebrated of His birth.  For many people, Christmas was exceptionally difficult this year.  Did you notice all the houses that had tons of lights last Christmas but this year none?  There is a lot of pain and hurt in this world; a lot of people are hurting financially, physically, and spiritually . . .

Every day, we are entering the mission field.  Who knows the difference we will make in someone's life by taking a moment to stop and chat with them, help them load their groceries into their car, cut their lawn if they need help, offer to drive them to their chemo or radiation treatments, go with them to the doctor . . .  there are oodles of five and ten minute acts of kindness if we will just look around for them.

For 2010, my challenge to myself, and to my readers, is to practice random acts of showing God's love. We live in the "mission field'! Go and reflect the love of Christ and what God with skin looks like to those that do not know Him.  

And if you are a Christian . . . go and spread the Good News! Jesus Christ is born!
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