Seeing the Harvest

I've noticed that as I meditate more and more upon the Lord I sense more opportunities to share Jesus to others. I'm impressed with this conviction that there are pre-Christians everywhere around me and I simply need to stop and tune in when I feel God's Spirit speaking to me. I also want more and more to be used by God. None of this makes any sense in terms of training and disciplining myself to do what is right. It's not that I'm being undisciplined or lazy right now - it's more that these impressions and desires don't stem from my sense of obligation. They are coming from conviction, but without carrying any negative weightiness that the term "conviction" can carry.

Thursday, I was having my dryer repaired and I felt the slightest urge to speak to the repairman about the Lord. And I didn't know what to say, so I didn't. My dryer worked for about 30 minutes and quit again. In my heart, I immediately felt a sense that I would have another opportunity and should seek the Lord about it. And the conviction stays with me all weekend. Then I completely forgot about it on Monday a.m. But, the doorbell rang, I answered the door, and there stood the repairman.

Rats! I didn't prepare. True, I had thought about needing to share with him, even said a little prayer for him, but wasn't ready with any sort of an opening line. Maybe he's already saved! He went into the garage and I began the mental wrestling of how can I obey God in the least painful manner possible. Then I was overcome with an assurance that God only asks me to obey Him and I must trust that it is enough.

He gives me the update on the dryer. A broken belt and another part that should be replaced that he "missed" earlier. Just a coincidence that it needs repair again so soon. And the Holy Spirit is saying, "Coincidence? I don't think so. Tell him!" And I'm thankful when he has to go back to the shop to get a part. It buys me some time.

So, he leaves and I pray. "God, give me an opening line! Help! What do I say? What does he need?"

God gives me this line, "Do you think that you came back here because God is trying to get your attention?"

He comes back with the part. Explains the charges and his diagnoses. I deliver the line. His jaw drops. His answer, "Yes." The door flies open. So, I stumble around a bit telling him that I feel like God sees him and wants a relationship with him and he keeps shaking his head in wonderment. We talk a bit. He fixes the dryer. I pray for him and he thanks me. I totally expect to see him in church soon because I know God was seeing him and just needed an obedient person to say a few words.