
We were rushing through the airport in Helsinki trying to get to Riga. There were sixteen of us on the mission trip. Our flight from JFK to Finland had been delayed so when we arrived in Helsinki we were informed of what we already knew: we missed our connection. It would take an extra four hours to get there. We were tired and disappointed but our leaders had forged in our brains through several hours of orientation meetings the need to be flexible. We even had a sign for it (index finger extended in a loose fashion and then nodding up and down ... flexibility) -- a silent reminder for those who might forget ... flexibility is king on a mission trip. So we made our way to a special ticket counter for those who needed to be rescheduled. The lady at the counter had waited on several of our folks before she got to me. When I approached her with a tired smile, slid my paperwork to her, and asked her how her day was going, she looked up at me with and incredulous look and asked, "Who are you people?"
Her sole job is to issue new tickets to those who have missed their connection. Bless her heart. Our team members who had gone before me were equally kind to her and she was a little confused. Apparently, she is not accustomed to customers who are happy. I had the chance to tell her who we were and why we were there. She smiled and thanked me for being so understanding with the situation. I gave her a big, "No problem," and an even bigger, "God bless you." I'll never see that lady again. She is one of the faceless masses that have come into and out of my life. But, with the help of the missions team, I was able to speak gospel into her life. It didn't take long.
We made her job a little easier that day. You may think that is a small thing, but Jesus said that it's the small things that make the biggest difference ... like the faith of a mustard seed ... the small things can move mountains. Slow down ... look at the people that God brings into your life (I mean really look at them) ... and find a way to be Jesus to them. It doesn't take long ... and it lasts an eternity.
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