To be a witness.

When I first had Kelli take this picture I had a clever blog brewing in my head explaining why exactly I was in Walmart after midnight in cut-off pajama pants. Then something great happened. As I was walking about the toiletry aisles we began small talk with a middle aged female employee. Thinking I was over twenty-one, she began talking about me drinking and why I would enjoy it. Somehow we got on the topic of christianity and discussed Kelli going to Africa and me going to bible college. After the conversation she thanked us for sharing and even said God must have sent us to her, because she needed to hear what we had to say. The point I bring is this. We have all been called to be witnesses. This doesn't refer to preaching (although I believe that to be very important), it simply means that we live in such a way that our every day lives are noticed. Jesse said something the other day that stuck with me. It is this. If we are always about spiritual matters than it will not be uncommon to encounter spiritual situations. Live your life in such a way that you cannot help but to shine that light of Salvation. That healing grace of Christ.