Interrupt me Lord

Last semester I write a blog about an old man in the mall who was robed in royalty because he was a son of our blessed creator. Andy. At the time I didn’t really know what it meant to be “interruptible” it just was not something that I was familiar with.

This semester we have talked a lot about what it means to live a missional life and to live an interruptible life. To be in the middle of a meal and feel compelled to tell the woman across from you that she is loved, or to take the shopping cart back only to encourage a Kroger employee. This is the life we signed up for. 

A few weeks ago we talked about being interruptible in Leadership Track and I realized that my interrupt ability is hit and miss. It is so easy for me to be afraid of what people will think or say. I am still held back by the fear of man and it hinders so much more than I had originally thought.

After this conversation I couldn’t help but talk about Jesus, show kindness to the man who is least expecting it, and just act like a fool. I hope that I become more foolish as time goes by. I pray that as I continue this journey that I am unable to get through a meal out with friends or check out at the grocery store without someone knowing that they are loved. 

I had an opportunity to live this out in a pretty specific way. I decided to get my nails done, which for my budget was a questionable decision but now looking back I am glad that I did. To be honest, I did not really feel like talking. I just felt like sitting with my hands on the table and eyes glued to the TV.

                                God had different plans for me.

I met a woman named Lynn. She is from Vietnam and has been in America for 35 years. Somehow we got to talking about Jesus. She asked me if I prayed, followed by “how do you pray” “do you hear Gods voice?”

I was astounded at her bold questions. My church background wanted to give here the gospel in a few easy steps but that was not what Holy Spirit was telling me to tell her. So I didn’t. We just had a conversation about prayer, Jesus, dreams, and being who you were created to be. Amazing. All of the things that I love and could talk about for days. I told her that I would come back to continue this conversation. 

There are hungry people out there. They just want to know if the man they pray to is real. Many just waiting for someone to come along to teach them what they know. Know mind you, I didn’t have a lot to give her that day. But I freely gave everything that I had and she was blessed. Her prayers are being heard. He sends tired and weary missionaries to get their nails done to have cool conversations about Jesus. 

This is living a missional life and an interruptible life. To give what the Spirit has given you to give away. To just love people.