by Cliffmeister2000 » Mon Dec 06, 2010 2:55 pm
Jay's Missions
Jay drives a big rig. A refer, I believe he calls it. He drives to a large warehouse every morning about 4:00 am, and a team of warehousemen grab his pick list and load him up. In fact, as Jay likes to get there early, and is most often the first driver there, the warehousemen often have his load picked and palletized and ready for him. This gives Jay the unique opportunity to visit with the guys for 15 or so minutes every morning.
Now Jay is of Hispanic descent, but he only knows bits and phrases in the language of his ancestors. I tease him about it once in a while, but I know neither Gaelic nor German, so I suppose I am taking some pretty big liberties in my jesting. Jay doesn’t care. He wished he spoke more, and uses every opportunity to practice his rusty Spanish.
The warehousemen are all Spanish-only speakers. They are all legal residents; the company Jay works for is too large to risk hiring undocumented workers. These warehousemen work hard and fast, and Jay enjoys the few minutes he gets to chat with them every morning. Jay is a Follower of Christ, and wants to make sure these guys know the Lord, or at least have the opportunity to, so he talks to them about salvation through Jesus Christ. He prints out Scriptures for them in extra large print in their native Spanish, as more than a few of them could use reading glasses, but cannot afford them. Jay also stops occasionally at the Mexican bakery down the street and picks up a few Mexican Sweet Breads to share. He calls it his Sweet Bread Ministry.
A few weeks ago, Jay was chatting with the crew, and a lonely feline popped her head into the mix, looking for a scratch and a handout. One of the guys had a little half and half container, one of those single serving kind that he had picked up with his coffee that morning. Possibly this was routine, but it was new to Jay. He doesn't really like cats, anyway.
The worker opened the half and half, and let the kitty gently lap up the cream until the little plastic container was quite clean and dry. The kitty then walked the circle, as if offering anybody else the chance to share, but no one did.
Now as I’ve already said, Jay isn’t fond of cats. That evening, however, as he was reading his Bible, he came across Matthew 10:29, where Jesus said, "Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father.â€
