We went into town the other day to “evangelize” and pray with people, as part of our formation. The point of it was not just to love on people, and not just to talk with them, but to actually ask them if there was anything in their lives that we could pray for, and then hopefully to pray with them right there in a regular store. So Haylee and I went to a few different places to find people that we could pray for (a couple of them were places that we never thought we would go to) and we just started by introducing ourselves. We told each person that we were missionaries, that we’ve been living in Tiger for about five months, and that we just wanted to come into town that day to see if there was any people we could pray for. It was a really bold way to start a conversation, but two of the people we talked to started to tear up as soon as we started speaking. In less than an hour and a half, we met several really great people, and prayed with three of them. One of the women we met, Wanda, ended up telling us in the middle of Walgreens that her son had passed away in July, and her friend Martha had just recently passed away. She told us that she was just in need of hope and strength to get through it all. So we asked her if we could pray with her right there. And we did, in the middle of the card aisle, as random people walked by.
That whole morning was not easy. There were several awkward moments, and a few people who didn’t really want to talk with us. But the beautiful thing is that Wanda told us that she had been praying for a sign from God that He still cared about her. She told us that we were an answer to her prayer. And gosh! Even though the morning was often uncomfortable, I kept thinking how beautiful it would be if all of us Christians walked around asking random people if we could pray for them. Anyone could do what we did that morning. Anyone who is willing to be bold, to step out in faith, and to realize how much God wants to use us to bring hope and healing to our broken world. He moved in our lives and in other people’s lives so much that day. He reminded me in very concrete and often disturbing ways, how broken our world is, how in need we are of the touch of God and of His love for us. We need to be reminded that He doesn’t forget us, and that, as the Gospel of John says, He will not leave us orphaned. I was humbled and blessed to be a part of God’s plan that day, and I pray that I will let Him use me more often as a vessel of His infinite love.