Impacting our community

Evangelism. Wow! Since I have known my husband, that would has totally changed in my dictionary. Growing up in church, you kind of get a bad taste in your mouth for "evangelist". One, you never know what you are gonna get and two, they are they crazy "racial" Christians that people make fun of. Boy, has that changed for me. I do want to be that racial Christian. I do want people to know my name. I do want to be that person that prays for people in the parking lot of Chickfila. That's going to be me. That is me. I want to impact my community.

I hate myself for letting opportunities to slip from my hands. That's my problem. I question myself too much. Doubt myself too much. Let my flesh get in the way. Ugh. It frustrates me. I talk myself out of it. Not all the time. But some.

But oh the feeling when you do exactly what God has told you to do. Whether its giving money to the person in front of you who is short on their grocery money, or praying for someone who you see is sick, or just knowing someone you work or go to school with and they are living in sin and you can share the Gospel.

If we want to see the community impacted, we need more than social programs or more events, we need the Spirit of God working his power through our lives!

This is my heart. This is what drives me. I want to make a huge impact on my community.

That is all.