I am hoping to get a job working for a couple
who are Christians. This would be good
for many reasons.
For one, I really need a job. My money is gone, and my car is dead.
But it would also be nice to work for someone
who is actively Christian. I am sure
there are many people on the backside who believe, they just don’t go to
church, or openly pray, or thank the Lord when they win a race. And it would be nice to be among people who
do.
Of course, it also raises the question of who
would I witness to, if the people around me already believe. I just spent three months in a miserable
situation with a miserable woman who made everyone around her miserable. I don’t know what kind of witnessing I did
there, except the turning the other cheek thing, the not getting in her face
and yelling back thing, which I can tell you, I really wanted to on more than
one occasion. Maybe she will never
recognize that it was my Christian heart that was trying to be kind to her over
and over again, when she was slapping those kindnesses back in my face. But maybe someday, she will.
I often feel that I am the only one in the crowd. The only Christian who isn’t using my faith
as an excuse to preach hate and exclusion rather than love and charity. I spend too much time listening to well
intentioned intelligent people, who I would listen to gladly on any other
subject, try to prove that my faith is just a bunch of superstitious nonsense. Maybe my hanging onto it is a form of
witnessing, I don’t know.
I don’t know if these blogs serve any
purpose. It would be nice to know that
someone reads them and thinks, I needed to hear that. Or I was thinking that, too. Or someone stumbles onto them and hears
something they haven’t heard before.
There are days when I am so filled with love, so
overwhelmed by grace, and it just seems a shame to keep it to myself.
Let your light shine before others, so that may see your good works and give glory to your Father in heaven. -- Matthew 5:16
