Ten years ago I told my chaplain in Heidelberg, Germany that I would be a better witness for the gospel of Jesus Christ if I were equipped. I told him that I did not know how to tell anyone about Jesus. He took a long look at me and said, “I can train you Lucia.” Immediately I felt the fear of God upon me. Over the next several months he and his wife trained me, equipped me and we did have the awesome privilege of leading people to the Lord. However, that is not the reason I am writing this. I wanted to share with you one of the most powerful times I was ever a witness for the sake of the gospel.

It was five years later and I was sitting on an airplane flying home after attending a PWOC conference. The rest of the board was sitting together, but I was next to a woman who was not part of our group. This woman proceeded to share with me how she had just completed a spiritual retreat and how wonderful she felt. My heart sank as she continued to share. I knew she did not know Jesus and I knew that God wanted me to share with her right then and there. I would love to tell you how I shared the gospel with her and how the flight ended with a prayer to receive Jesus, but that is not what happened. When the woman found out that I was a Christian she began to share with me every offense that Christians had ever committed against her, and they were big. I spent the rest of the flight following every one of her horrible experiences by asking for forgiveness for what had happened to her. I knew that the Spirit wanted me to humble myself and ask her for forgiveness on behalf of my Savior.

As we were leaving the plane, she looked at me and said, “You know, you really seem to care about me”. “Of course I do” I exclaimed. “Then you should know that I was baptized when I was a baby and so if there really is a God then I have my ticket punched” she said. “Oh no” I said. “It is all about that Jesus I was telling you about.”

“OK” she replied. Then as she walked down the terminal with her husband I heard him say. “So how was your flight?” “It was good, and I sat next to this Christian. This is what she said…..

St. Patrick is one of my favorite heroes of the faith.  He was taken as a slave to Ireland.  He forgave His captors and prayed for them.  He went home for a while, only to hear God’s call to return Ireland and preach the gospel.  He believed in living among the lost and “being Jesus” to them. He used a common clover with 3 leaves (shamrock) to teach people about the Trinity: The Father, The Son, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit-Three in One. He confronted the Druid priests, who often tried to kill him.  God protected him with miracles similar to Elijah’s experience of Mt. Carmel with the prophets of Ba’al.

“Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. Matthew 7:21

Father God, We thank you for the legacy of St. Patrick, a man of simple faith and love who rocked an entire nation by living the gospel outloud.  Fill us with the same courage and power to confront darkness and set the captives free. Give us the simple wisdom that confounds the wise.  I pray every sister reading this whom does not know you would cry out to you, repent of her sins and welcome you into her heart. I pray every sister speaking, “Lord, Lord” would begin to live obedient to the Father and not only enter Your Kingdom, but bring Your Kingdom to the Earth in her own neighborhood, carpool, and FRG.   In Jesus Powerful Name we pray, Amen!

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.

II Corinthians 2:14

Dear God,

We thank you for leading us together, in a big triumphant parade of joy in the victory of Jesus Christ.  Lord God, I pray that everywhere we live, work, play and serve we will spread the fragrance of the knowledge of Jesus.  God, we are the fragrance of life to those who are being saved but to those who are perishing we are the smell of death.  God, lift the veil that blinds the minds of unbelievers to the glorious light of the gospel.  I pray today for awareness of the lost around me.  Let my fragrance today smell sweet because of your goodness shining through me.  Let me be the fragrance of life, the life of Christ shining through every surrendered place in me.  It’s not about me.  It’s about the harvest.  We cry out to you to send workers into the ripe harvest fields of our posts, bases, and communities.   We love you.  In Jesus Name, Amen.

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