Monday started with not enough time with God. I spilled my jaded, exhausted, questioning heart to Him and ran out the door to go work at the church. Yes, you read that right…go work at the church. Part of my prayer was that God would show me that He is at work. My quiet time was pathetic, incomplete with no adoration and a list of frustrated demands. Yet, apparently God received my honest mess and that was exactly the prayer He chose to answer that day.
I went to the office, wrestled through my day with as much faith as I could muster and decided I would attend our Arlington campus for service that night. My friend Dan was being baptized, and I thought it would be fun to surprise him. I ended up meeting another friend, Derek, for dinner, just before service.
My prayer came God-sized full circle when I sat at dinner with Derek. During the course of our conversation he reminded me that I had brought him to church five years ago. At that time, I didn’t work for the church. He was a co-worker who I shared the Gospel with. Through the course of conversations and attending MBC Arlington he came to the full realization of God’s love and redemption. My friend Dan, who was being baptized that night, was impacted by being invited to church by Derek. His involvement with MBC Arlington helped him grow to a full understanding of a personal relationship with God and resulted in his statement of faith through baptism.
God-sized Full Circle
But wait, the circle got bigger. At dinner I met another friend Derek brought to church—a neighbor from Morocco who is a non-practicing Muslim and curious about God. Derek, who had only a distant awareness of God five years ago, was sharing the Gospel together with me to his friend. During our conversation we discussed the Muslims, the Jews and the lack of peace in the world. He has been questioning why there isn’t one true faith that will bring peace. I explained Christ is peace and quoted the Philippians passage stating that at the name of Jesus every knee would bow and every tongue confess Jesus is Lord. We then went into service, and he heard our Jewish pastor share the Gospel and quote the exact same passage we had discussed at dinner. His story is still unfolding, but he is asking the right questions, and I can tell his heart is opening.
Monday night, I was reminded of God’s work in each of our lives. At the end of the day I’m not sure how concerned God is with the name of the employer on my paycheck. Yes, now I “work” at a church. Part of my story is serving His church and that is such a privilege. However, the bigger part of the story in each of our lives is sharing Christ. God started an eternal chapter five years ago when I shared my faith with my co-worker. At that point we were mere acquaintances and only obedience to the Holy Spirit can explain the story that has unfolded. Five years later, we together shared the Gospel to his friend.
God is faithful. He will do the work. He will take your one step of faith, your one conversation, and He will multiply that for eternity.