Reaching Across the Aisle

This past weekend I got a call from one of my house cleaning clients and found out that she is cutting my hours due to the down turn of the economy. It made me stop and think and ask why now. I have been in the middle of trying to grow my cleaning and house-sitting business, but it seems that instead of gaining more clients, I am losing hours. It’s weird, but perhaps it’s not the time yet to work more, so I have been thinking about what I should do with my free time. I seem to always fall into a rut when I have too much time on my hands. It’s like this free time is all so consuming. I know people would laugh at that last sentence, but, it’s true, I don’t know what to do with myself. I find myself thinking that I want to make a difference in someone’s life, and reach out to those in need. I hear it all the time. People who are Christians need to make that difference and bring others to Christ. That’s all well and good, however, what if my heart isn’t in it? What if what I am doing right now, is reaching across the aisle more than what I could be doing on the streets? I have never been a huge supporter of evangelism. I think it actually defeats the whole purpose of knowing Father and allowing others to see Father in me than forcing it down their throats with my words. I write blogs that mean something to me, but when they mean something to someone else, that shows me more of how Father can touch people than me touching people. I do not force people to read my blog, or participate by leaving comments. People seem to come on their own accord, and that says a lot more to me than any other way of doing it. I feel content in writing blogs, and if this blog only reaches a handful of people, than praise God. I am doing what I feel Father leading me to do, and that is enough to satisfy my need Father has given me to reach across the aisle.