Living a Life of Ministry

Every time I come to Spain, I am reminded that I am supposed to be living a life of ministry. Tonight, the team met at the Striblings for a time of worship and fellowship. We closed the evening by watching a short movie. Afterwards we discussed what had happened in the movie and parallels that we could make. There were three characters in the movie: a blind man trying to cross the street because his dog had escaped to the other side, a man trying to commit suicide by jumping from a tree, and a guy who was living in a house that was in the middle of these two events. The blind man was in the front of the house and the other man was in a tree in the backyard of the house. What ended up happening was the man in the house was living a normal day, normal life, watching a cooking channel to make a hamburger or something, and at the same time he was tying together some ropes. What ends up happening is the man in the middle sets up a contraption so that both the other guys meet. The man in the back yard ends up not killing himself and the blind man gets help to cross the street to get to his dog.

Now, a lot is missing from the 15 minutes film becuase I can't explain it very well in words. However, I got a lot out of it after we had talked about it. The man who was trying to commit suicide felt worthless and needed someone to help. At the same time, the blind man could not cross the street on his own and needed a person to help him. The man in the middle was just living his normal life, but at the same time recognized the needs of both men. Anyway, it really made me think about how I live my everyday life. Is it one where I go along and notice others in need and help out or do I just continue doing my own thing? Also, do I think that there needs to be a special occasion to help someone out? You can also take this same incident and say that the man in the house represents the church body. Is the church body living in a way that brings people back to a community without trying to get the credit? The man in the house could have very easily gone and helped the blind man accross the street in order to be recognized. He also could have gone to talk to the man in the back and offered him some hope.

I really want to think about this more. Am I living my life and paying attention to what God wants me to be doing? Am I aware of what is going on around me, or am I too focused on my own life to care?