A sick and tired witness.

So, these last few days, weeks, months, have been incredibly busy. From the time I wake up until I go to sleep, my day is jammed full of responsibilities; things I have to do. The sad thing is, I still don't get to many of them, because I have such a massive list of top-priorities I rarely get to the regular-priorities.

Despite the fact that I'm ridiculously busy, it doesn't get me down for the most part. Most days I still have plenty of energy and gusto for life. Most days you wouldn't be able to tell I worked 16 hours the day before. Most days you can't tell I haven't had a day off in so long I literally can't remember.

But last night on a drive home from San Jose after a nearly 10 hour day at work, in which we had three events happening simultaneously, it kinda started to hit me. I started feeling a little sick, and very tired. And this morning, at 5:30 when my alarm went off, I just felt poopy, to say the least. But I got out of bed, 'cuz we had a breakfast event this morning. And I went to work, and I set-up, and I was just feeling really sick, and very tired. I looked at myself in the mirror and I was like, "God, you look like death, dude." Haha.

So I was out front greeting the guests as they were arriving at the Center, and the cleaning-lady came in. Her name is Ruby. Every once in a while I get the chance to have a talk with her. She's about 26, she has two kids, both her and her husband work, her mother-in-law lives in their house. She always asks me if I have a girlfriend yet, if I'm gonna go out this weekend. And I laugh, and say no, no girlfriend yet. And no, not going out, I'm working Friday night and Saturday night again. Then we'll talk about her family and how things are going. She knows I'm a youth pastor, and she thinks I'm crazy to do this job and do that as well. But this morning she asked me about my church. And I had this amazing opportunity to invite her to come, and bring her family, and we chatted about the Catholic church, and about how her husband's family is Jehovah's Witness, but they aren't. And I got to share with her how real Christianity is not about religion, it's not about a big list of rules, things you can't do, and you're evil if you do do them. But it's more about a transformation of your heart which leads you to a lifestyle of freedom and fulfillment. It's about a real relationship with God. And she said she wants to discover something like that, and she wants to go to church, but she's just waiting until she's ready. And I told her, okay, well, when you're ready just let me know!

So God really showed me this morning that I need to always be looking out for the opportunities he's sending my way. 'Cuz they're not always gonna come when it's convenient for me. When I have lots of time, when I'm well rested, when I'm on a spiritual high. He's gonna send these opportunities in my life at the point that they're ready for me, not when I'm ready for them. But I have to allllways be willing to take advantage of those opportunities and activate the Disciple of Christ that is within me in those moments, and be obedient and be a witness and do what I know I'm supposed to do, what Christ commanded for us to do already in the Bible. I don't have to hear an audible voice to know that I needed to encourage her this morning and be loving, and to gently shine some truth on what real Christianity is beyond religion. The knowledge of that is already inside me. I don't need a cop to tell me to stop at a stop sign every time I come to one. I was taught through traffic school that I'm supposed to stop at stop signs, so I stop at them.

I was taught through the Bible I'm supposed to build others up in their faith, so I need to do it.

It's not mystic, it's not crazy, it's not weird. We just gotta do it. Practically.