On a cold winter night in Madrid, Spain, a small group of Christians sought a spot protected from the bitter, blowing wind from which they could preach the gospel, as they do each night in the Puerta del Sol, a popular destination in the center of the city. However, this night people had fled from the cold and the plaza was unusually empty. As Maritza began to sing her testimony song, people seemed to appear from nowhere and gather around, listening intently. As missionaries Kevin and Karen Prevost commented, this was “a glimpse of God’s glory on the street.” And it’s exactly what they’re praying for more of every night.
Homeland Insecurity
…Our remote, private dining experience was disrupted by the whining chatter of a two-year old scrambling through the entry followed by an exasperated middle-aged guy dawning a scruffy face and weary look. What startled us most was not the rambunctious toddler, but the man harshly speaking perfect, American English. I can not express adequately the shock of both of us, as that was the last thing we anticipated in this remote, mountainside basement restaurant in Macedonia.
The Hard Stuff No One Wants to Tell A Prospective Missionary
You don’t become a missionary by raising money and flying to a foreign country. You do it by being obedient to God. Tell people about Jesus where you live. Get out of your comfort zone. Sell something precious and apply it to your debts. Make a sacrifice. Develop better friendships. There is an old saying: “Dress for the job you want, not the job you have.” While this is not to be taken literally in this sense, (please, don’t start wearing the national garb of the country you want to go to just yet). However, somewhere in the process, we have to make a conscious decision that there is no going back.