Living out The Gospel

Often I hear people talk about living out "The Gospel" and what it looks like. 

It looks like love. And that looks different every day, every hour, every minute, and comes in millions of opportunities every day.

Sometimes it looks like a hug or a smile. Sometimes it looks like lip balm. Sometimes it looks like a text that says (and is answered) "please call and see how much a battery is". Sometimes it looks like 4 guys that you don't really know standing outside jumping your car because it died while you dropped off food for them.

Sometimes it looks like kid art.

Or help with a spreadsheet. 

Sometimes it looks like slurpees or shampoo. Sometimes cupcakes. Sometimes pancakes and toilet paper.

Sometimes it's truth spoken. Sometimes it's a listening ear. Sometimes it's a bag, sometimes it's wall art. Sometimes it's an answered call by your dad who will come out. 

Sometimes it's venison. Sometimes it's loving teenagers or little kids or adults. Sometimes it's fried chicken.  Sometimes it's birthday cards and cakes. 

Sometimes it's just being there.
Sometimes it's clean water, raincatching, wells, filters
Loving orphans
Adoption, near and far

Or laugh. Or snow shoveling. 

Sometimes it's fundraiser. Sometimes it's a worship night.

Sometimes it's a prayer or a text. 

It all starts with love and a cross.

I don't always do it well. I'm the first to admit it. I am humbled that not only would Jesus die for me, but that He would allow me to live for Him. 

It's humbling isn't it?

To live a life of love.

And be loved in return.

The Gospel at its finest.

In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. (Matthew 5:16 NIV)