There is a hymn that we sing at church titled, “They Will Know We are Christians By our Love“. For some reason, that song keeps playing over and over again in my mind.
If you click above, on the title of the song, you will see a video showing people on international missions trips – working on construction sites, feeding the poor, as well as hugging the orphans. Of course, for those of you that know me, you know my heart draws close to those opportunities and life experiences. However, my mind does not keep playing that song over and over again because of those types of moments.
It is the holiday season – family, busyness, vacation, shopping, reflection, gift exchanges, food, music, cards, photos, picturesque landscape, parties, sledding, preparations, late nights, early mornings, concerts, celebrations, hustle and bustle, remembrance. Yes, it ALL comes together during this time of year.
This morning, my children were all excited about the first snowfall actually sticking to the ground. What a joy to see flakes falling as the wind pushed them side to side. How clean and fresh everything looks.
Then my mind turned again to that song – “They will know we are Christians by our love, by our love. Yes, they’ll know we are Christians by our love.” There are so many people just 3 miles away in the inner city that did not feel joy at the sight of snow fixed to the ground. There are many sick and elderly that did not jump up and down with excitement at the picturesque view out the window.
And then other thoughts came rushing in:
I hope the waitress will sense Jesus’ love flowing through me
…and the store clerk
…and my neighbors
…and the toll booth worker
…and the maintenance man that comes
…and my children’s schoolteachers
…and the shopper that cut me in line
…
“God, show me what I can DO, but even as I wait for that revelation, help me to BE a radiant light that shows Jesus’ love every moment of every day.”
Colossians 4:5 (NIV) Be wise in the way you act toward outsiders; make the most of every opportunity.

It came to the part of the service where we, as a congregation, read the section of Scripture that the pastor was going to be preaching on later in the hour. I realized that one of my Spanish-speaking friends, whom we were sitting with, was not able to follow along because it was an English-speaking service. Since I had my parallel, bilingual Bible (one side of each page is in Spanish and the other side of each page is in English) with me, I decided to hand it to him to use and read from. My friend is not a Christian (YET!) so I wanted to be sure that he had the opportunity to, at the very least, read the word of the Lord.


Tomorrow (Tuesday), I will be speaking at two different MOPS (Mothers Of PreSchoolers) meetings – one in the morning and one in the evening. I have been praying that the Lord would give me the words that He wants me to say and also asking Him to prepare each of our hearts – mine as well as each mother’s that attends the meetings.
I have been searching for Bibles that we can order and take down with us. Books, in general, are expensive in Latin America. We are so blessed here in the United States to have opportunity to purchase reasonably-priced books as well as have the library system that we have. That is not the case in Chile. It is VERY unusual to see a family have enough books in their home to need even a small bookshelf. For some reason (maybe it was the teacher in me), that really saddened me. Even more so, I wanted to see children and young adults be
able to have the opportunity to read God’s word daily. Because so few have a Bible of their own, this is not possible. I am excited about the possibility of ordering these specific Bibles that I have found through the International Bible Society: 