Do They See You
The past few weeks have been insanely busy, but it has been great. I have an incredibly sweet new roommate from Turkey, new coworkers that I just adore, and the season is finally really picking up- which makes my shifts fly by. There's one thing from today I simply had to share with you guys though.
Today, only about fifteen minutes into my shift, something that a customer said rocked my entire world, and made me ask myself and my Father this question for the rest of the day:
When they see me, do they see You?
A man walked up to my register with a bag of Doritos and I greeted him warmly. After all, it's not hard to be cheery when you have only been at work for a quarter hour. The man asked me where I am from, like many other tourists do, and I told him "Joplin, Missouri." He then asked me where I go to school. I replied, "Oh, a tiny little school called Ozark Christian College." He smiled at me and replied, "I saw Jesus in you. I knew you were a believer. In fact, I was a little confused when I saw your starfish necklace, because I expected it to be a cross. I'm a believer as well." I stopped dead in my tracks after he said "I saw Jesus in you." It was by far the best compliment I have ever received.
For the rest of my 7.75 hours at work, I could not get that man's comment off of my mind. I thought of all the interactions that I had yesterday at work with customers, and I just kept asking the question, "God, did they see You through me?" The answer to that question is one I may never find out until heaven.. But today I sure did have several statements running through my head.
I will greet people with a smile despite their attitudes because they too are children of the King.
I will give the flustered and the angry the benefit of the doubt, because who knows what they are going through.
I will tell people I am here with the ministry, because I desperately want them to attend our worship services.
I will love people of all shapes, sizes, colors, races, religions, and languages, because I serve a BIG God.
And I will make so many mistakes in so many ways today... but I will remember that I also serve a gracious God.
Let me tell you, I know some people have likely not seen Jesus through me in the past. Like I said in my last post, retail is hard. I get flustered and impatient, and tourists can be brutal at times. But if anything is my goal this summer, it is for them to walk out of Jackson Lake Lodge Gift Shop and say, "That cashier. Emily, was it? Yeah, she was different. She said she follows Jesus, and maybe there really is something to that."
Days are hard, and sometimes I really just want to go back to sleep instead of open the store at 7:30 a.m.
But serving Jesus means we are an image of Him in this world, and I am striving every single second to be an accurate reflection of the one who breathes life into my dry bones every morning.
Grace and peace,