Encountering Christ

When wearing my Proud American Veteran hat, I often encounter people of all ages who thank me for my service. I'm a little embarrassed because I gave so little compared to others who gave life or limb. One day I struck up a conversation with a vet who had been in the thick of the fight in Vietnam and had given much. When I apologetically told him about my job, he looked me in the eye and said, "Brother, you served where you were sent." He not only made me feel good about myself but also gave me the theme for this book. The following is an excerpt: Are you serving where you are sent? Whenever and wherever we encounter a person who needs an encouraging word, a cup of cold water, or maybe just a friendly smile, we have an opportunity to serve where we are sent. Don't overlook a chance to serve where you have been sent because you are looking for the big opportunity to prove your value to the cause of Christ in some spectacular way. A sister used to say, "If I can't be the tablecloth, I'll don't want to be the dish rag." Bless her heart; she had it all backward. Tablecloths are primarily ornamental. On the other hand, dish rags are functional. I fear the body of Christ has too many tablecloths and not enough dish rags. (Chapter One: All Gave Some - Some Gave All).