When I worked in Connecticut, I would sometimes stop by a local D&D on my way to work for some nice freshly brewed iced tea. I never thought anything about it, I just drove through, gave my order, paid and left.
One day, as usual, I was in my car wishing the line would move faster because I needed to get to work. I finally ordered and drove my car around. I wasn’t thinking about anything but not wanting to be late. When I finally got up to the window, the girl gave the total and took my money. When she gave me the ice tea, she looked at me and asked “Are you Pentecostal?” I was taken aback. She couldn’t really see much of my hair, I had it pulled back and flipped over a huge beret, so I knew she couldn’t see the length. I never got out of the car, so she could not see my skirt. We sat there with a line of cars on a busy morning and talked. She wanted to know if I knew a pastor in the next town over and I did. She had family that used to attend there and she and her fiancee were looking for a church. I gave her a our church information and my name and phone number to call me for a Bile Study. After I left, knowing I was going to be late but not caring too much at that point, I felt such a swelling in my heart. I knew that without thinking about it I had somehow acted Christ like enough for her to see who I was. Through those grumpy days, I still remembered to say “please” when I ordered and “thank you” when I paid. I would sometimes tell them to have a good day. Even when they got my order wrong, they would apologize and I would say, “No problem, that’s okay,” with a smile even when I was a little annoyed.
So, I was feeling pretty good about myself, when I left, but then it hit me…. I was being a witness without knowing it. I had no idea that those few just minutes a few times a week could have an impact on another person without me making any effort to do so. That thought scared me a little. A few minutes a day had such a big impact, what about when we are walking around a mall, or checking out in a grocery store? How about at work? These are places where we spend more time. I knew I had not been the witness I needed to be all the time. Now that I think about it, I’ve even talked to people at gas pumps and didn’t even think that I was being an unexpected witness.
When we don’t think about what we are doing, are we still showing Christ to the world? It should be that natural to us. No matter what our lives are like, people should always see Christ in us, after all we are all “unexpected witnesses.” I pray that I am still doing that and that I can continue to be that way forever!
Mattew> 5:13 Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men.