The air is refreshing but humid and the sky is dark as a bunch of co-workers and I leave the store. We’re are heading to the same direction: the métro. As we walk on the sidewalk, I keep looking for a clearing on the 4 lanes street. When no car is coming on either side, I jump into the street and start running toward the first light that stands as a halfway point between work and métro. I’m glad I can get to the station ahead of everybody else and maybe catch the métro before them all so I can read more of the story of the Wycliffe first Bible translators.

I’m known as the girl who runs. What I find interesting is that now, people run with me. Tonight a girl crossed the busy street before me and then I followed because it was not dangerous anymore. Then two other co-workers followed and we all ran up to the light. As I walked from the light to the métro station, I thought that it was neat that just by running every time we were done working, people actually started running with me. It’s a very little thing I know. But I thought that it would be glorious that people would look at me and want to “run with me” to know and love Jesus. That God would use me to influence them.

I’m spending time praying for them and my supervisors while working. It’s been refreshing and opening my eyes to a greater reality to pray while working and leaving Gospel tracks here and there and pray about them. I encourage you to find ways to make the Gospel message and its sharing the center of your life. You have ideas.