Country Goes to Town

My friend Sonya, Mom, Megan, and I all went to Illinois last week to volunteer for Samaritan's Purse. On the way, we stopped off in St Louis and then scheduled a whole day just for sightseeing in Chicago.  For some of us, it was the first of many experiences.  Trains, taxis, tour buses, and skyscrapers were not the norm for us country girls.  We went inside the Gateway Arch, went through Union Station, visited Navy Pier, and overlooked the city from the top of the John Hancock Building, among other things.  We figured that while we were close, we should seize the opportunities.  

On the long drive up, I wondered how different the culture would be there and if our southern accents would stick out like sore thumbs... they did.  That turned out to be a good thing though because any time we were asked where we were from, we were also able to tell them why we were there.  It opened a door to share about the shoebox program and the gospel.   

One thing that stuck out to me was how many people we met from different states and countries. The train worker from Texas.  Volunteers from many states like New Mexico and New York.  Our floor supervisor from Angola and the taxi driver from Nigeria. These were just a few.  

Sometimes we seem to live in our own little bubbles and don't think much about all of the other people that God not only created, but also sent His son to die for. They may not act like us, look like us, or even talk like us... but each and every one is just as important to God as the other.  He sent Jesus to die for all.  

For we are His creation in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared ahead of time so that we should walk in them.  -Ephesians 2:10

For God so loved the world, that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.  -John 3:16

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