I'm pretty sure it's required if you live in North Carolina that you have to hear Andy Griffiths' wonderful sketch on a country boy's impressions of his first football game. As I'm waiting on the second leg of our journey to India, I wonder what the outsider looking at missions thinks of missionaries.
As a kid, missionaries were the two families listed in my bulletin in church that I had never met or those poor unfortunate Mormon boys who seemed to descend during the hottest eastern NC summer days. I had no desire to go knocking on doors or deliver sermons to some faraway people. And in my mind that was all missionaries did so there was no way I was going to do that!
Then I was introduced to the wonderful concept of go, see, do. That we are not all called to go door to door. We are not all called to stand before a congregation. We are all called to be the hands and feet of Christ. To go where we see an need and do all we can to help. No matter what. No matter where.
That is what I want to have the strength to do. That is what I want to teach my girls. Whether it's in Kottayam or Marietta square. Go. See. Do. And that is what missions is to me.
Laura
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