When you hear the words outreach or evangelism, what pops into your mind? Billy Graham and his organization and lots of money? Operation Christmas Child? Huge churches with mega resources?

While all of these are correct answers, so is the story you sre about to read below:

She is not one of the “favored” people in this world according to today’s society. Her face is square, her hair is a dull brown mullet style, and her eyeglasses are coke bottle thick. She is missing one or two side teeth, she rarely smiles, and she works very hard at a low-paying job. We’ll call her June.

When I first started waiting on her, she would drive up in her old beat up red truck, and not say two words to me. She always had a stern look on her face and would speed off with her food, which was usually only a butter biscuit. She did volunteer a complaint once or twice about the wait or how her biscuit tasted, but that was it.

This continued for almost 2 years, until just before Christmas when I had the overwhelming urge to buy her biscuit one day….a very small investment. As I told her that, she stared at me…and I just blurted out “early Merry Christmas!” She still stared and said “no one has ever done anything nice for me!” and she drove off. The next time she came, she said hello before I did, and after that we would occasionally also talk about the weather. Then finally the other day, I got the nerve up to ask her name, and she gave it to me. I began calling her by her first name, and giving a bigger smile each time. We even progressed to where she actually laughed two days ago.

And that’s where we’re at. No fireworks, no amazing testimony (yet), and no instant anything. AND YET! God is at work. A friendship is beginning, smiles have been exchanged, names are known, and what was not really an exciting experience for either one of us has become a day brightener for us both. Hopefully soon I can find out more about her family, and begin to deepen our bond. Is she ready for the entire Gospel yet? I’m not sure, but that’s not something I have to worry about. I am confident that God in His time will prompt me to share then. And I am praying for God to also begin to bring other people into her life that will positively impact her.

The point of this blog, however,is not what happens next. The point is just exactly what this evangelistic endeavor has cost to this point….ninety-five cents. Less than a dollar. That’s what a butter biscuit costs at Chickfila, and I’ve only bought hers one time. AND YET! Like the little boy with the five loaves and two fish in the Bible, God can do great things! Once she knows the true Lover of her soul, and becomes a child of His, there is a whole new group of people that she can reach that I may never meet. And if she does already know Him, then maybe just having a new sister in Christ will be what prompts her to grow in her faith and begin reaching out to others as well!

And all of that for ninety-five cents. As a very popular commercial asks, “what’s in your wallet??” And God further asks, “and what are you doing with it??” May He recieve all the glory as you begin to answer this question listen to His prompting!