On the 8th Day of Christmas . . .

A God Moment

Sometimes, with certain passengers, you have to drive for months and give countless rides over the course of hundreds of days before you are blessed with a "God moment". Some of our passengers are very "hardened" to the Gospel and very resistant to receiving it's Good News.

That's the way it has been with her. She has been softening to us (the drivers) for a while now . . . . (We take her to work five days a week. We also take her to drop off her two boys at Day Care in the morning and pick them up in the afternoon.) . . . . but, she has not softened to Jesus, yet.
 
In such cases, our "method of evangelism" remains very simple. Just keep helping! Just keep getting them where they need to go! At the same time, PRAY for opportunity. Look for open doors!

Then, one day, when you least expect it, the door opens!!

Today, it opened!! Today a seed was planted. Not dropped on the hard soil of resistance. . . but planted! I saw it on her face! I heard it in her voice!

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We had pulled into the DayCare and she had taken the boys inside. She's usually in there for a few minutes, so, I turned on the radio, while waiting for her to return.
 
On one of the Christian stations, they were telling the story of a highly trained Navy Seal who, six months ago, had volunteered for a mission. Some folks (civilian or military, I don't know . . . . I didn't hear that part) had been stranded on a hill and were surrounded and out numbered. Unless they were extracted by helicopter, they would surely all be killed.

This man did not have to go. He had come to the place in his military career where he actually trained others in helicopter extraction and was no longer a member of an active extraction unit. But the situation was desperate and he felt that he was needed. He went, and the rescue was accomplished. But, eight Seals died on that hill that day, and he was one of them.

By the time our passenger returned to the van, they were interviewing the widow of this man. She told of how it was "so like him" to think of others before himself and how, though she missed him, he was a hero to her and to their children.
 
The rest of the way to work, we talked about the depth of that singular act of courage and sacrifice. She was deeply affected.

As we were talking, the "God Moment" came upon us - as unexpectedly as a warm breeze on a cold day. I felt it. Then the Holy Spirit spoke gently to my heart, and said , "Tell her, again. She will understand, right now, like never before. Tell her."

By then, we had pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant where she works. Just before she left the van, I turned to her and said, "You know, that's what Jesus did for us. We were hopelessly surrounded with no way out. He didn't have to come on this mission. But he did, because he cares about us. He wanted to rescue us. And it cost Him his life."

Over the last 18 months, I (and others) have told her enough about Jesus that she knows what I am talking about.

Her eyes became reflective. Deep thought passed across her face. She slowly replied, "Yeah, I see what you mean." She closed the door and was gone, off to work!
 
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Oh, it's good to be there watching when a seed goes deep! It's good to see our Lord Jesus catapulted, in that instant of understanding, from "that man that you guys are always talking about" to what he really is, "a HERO"!
 
A moment like that makes it all worthwhile! It makes your day and gives you strength to go on!

As I was driving (floating) away, I remembered the many drivers who are praying for her, every day. There is NO DOUBT that their efforts and their prayers opened this door, today!
 
What a blessing to see some of the fruit of all those prayers and all those efforts.

Lord, we thank You for this blessing. We thank You for the open door!

Please bless HER with MORE OF YOU!!

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Wise Men Seek Him, Still

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