There are a LOT of mosquitos ’round these parts. Hungry ones. They apparently love blood the way I love ice cream (which is “greatly,” I must add ). When they bite, they leave their mark and I have proof because I could play connect-the-dots on my right ankle ( and I have it easy compared to some of my teammates). There’s no way to deny their presence.
I think the same is true with the power of Christ living in us. Boldy living out His love can beckon people into His presence, even if we don’t see how He will orchestrate it all into changing the world for His Kingdom. What we do now may not come to true fruition for years down the road. But even the smallest action or smallest smile can give people a glimpse of Him. As 2 Corinthians 2: 14-15 says “But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of Him. For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing.”
Currently I am filing papers for the Director of Daughters of Cambodia. It’s not a big job; it’s not a hard job. But it is the job I have been given, so it is one way the Lord is asking me to show His love. It’s not in the tasks we are given but instead the spirit of our hearts. May mosquito bites dwindle and love bites abound… 🙂
