The Church world is a bit upside down right now around this issue of “Missional Community”. It’s the idea that the collective body of Christ, “The Church” should be focused on the lives of those around them as if that were their mission. As if they had been “sent” by God to the people around them. I attended an all-day leaders training on this concept with my husband and it was so refreshing to hear that the larger church world is catching on to what my husband has been preaching for so many years.
Brad Brisco and Lance Ford, authors of The Missional Quest were the speakers and they are brilliant in the way they inspire leaders to live a life on mission.
Its as simple as remembering that Jesus commands us to Love God with all our heart, mind, soul and strength and to love our neighbor as ourself. Loving our neighbors as ourself means getting to know them, accepting them as they are and finding ways to be a blessing to them. Jesus said “Let your light so shine before men that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in Heaven”. (Matthew 5:16) I believe that we let our lights shine brightest in the little things. A smile, a hello, an encouraging word- these little things can open up the doors for God to work through us to reach people in ways we could never have dreamed. For example, a few years ago I ran into a woman in Trader Joe’s that I recognized as the sister of one of our church members. I did not know this woman well at all but I greeted her with a smile and asked how she was doing. She shared that she was grieving over the loss of her son. The anniversary of his death was upon her and it was too much to bear. I shared that I was sorry for her loss and that I would be praying for her. On my way home, I felt so strongly that I should do something for this woman so I got her address from her sister and sent her a card to encourage her in her grief. Last month, she visited our church and came up to me and said “I just have to tell you how much it meant to me that you sent that card. I still read it every year on the anniversary of my son’s death and it brings me such comfort”. I cried when she told me because I knew God wanted to speak to her somehow and I was so happy to hear that He had touched her through the simple card I sent. It’s these little things that God can use when we determine to be the hands and feet of Christ in our community.