“. . . not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance” (2 Peter 3:9  ESV) 

Mission begins and ends with God. It is he who calls, and it is he who brings to completion.  

God is patient. This means that he delays judgment, for our sake.  

God is love. This means that he will go to any lengths to save one person. Certainly he will not hesitate to uproot us out of our predictable, manageable lives if he can use us to bring home one lost pilgrim.  

Does the thought of God interfering in our lives make us nervous? Of course it does. Yet there is also a sense of adventure. We are participating in something big!

Tonight I felt like a short walk in the cool evening air. As I left the front door of our apartment building I ran into ‘Aman,’ our Muslim neighbour, with his daughter on her tricycle. I asked him how his newborn son was doing. As we talked Aman’s mother showed up with the older son. What a friendly family this is. Now they want us to come over for a visit.  

I’m not into conspiracy theories but I have a suspicion that God set up that meeting.

O how much he loves our neighbours.