You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden; nor does anyone light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven. ~Matthew 6:14-16 NAS
I knew going into this summer that I would have a chance to live as a light in the darkness. I just never imagined it would go like it has.
To help out a friend, I spent a week working in a concession trailer at a fair. One day, as we worked, he asked where I grew up. That’s a loaded question, especially if the person asking is not a Christian, and I knew this man wasn’t. When he heard that my parents were missionaries and that I went to a Bible college he asked a question I’ve never been asked before…
So, are you a fanatic?
I have to admit, the question stopped me in my tracks. Am I a fanatic?
Do I go around pushing my Bible in people’s faces? No. Shouting on the street corners? No.
Does my faith impact every area of my life? Yes. Does God and His Word effect my every decision and every move in life? Yes.
After a few moments’ thought I knew the answer.
Yes. Some people would call me a fanatic. And that doesn’t bother me a bit.
Over the few week I had known this man he’d seen me in many situations. We’d spent hours talking and I had come to value his wisdom. He has seen and experienced so many things in his seventy-some years. And that was the reason his question caught me so off-guard.
Did he see me as a fanatic? No. He would’ve stayed away if he did. He never would’ve taken me up on my offer to help in his concession trailer when his workers didn’t show up. But he knew I was different. He’d talked all around that issue several times but had never come out and asked why. And I never pushed my faith and beliefs on him. I simply lived, knowing that actions usually speak louder than words.
So tell me, are YOU a fanatic?
Heavenly Father, I thank You for how You’ve changed my life from the inside out. I pray that my actions are such that others notice the difference between me and others around us, and that our friendship opens the door for me to tell them about You. Help me know when to speak, and give me boldness and the words to communicate the difference You have made in my life, in a way they understand and that connects with them in a personal way. Thank You for the privilege of living for You. In Your Son’s Name, amen.