One day when my husband and I were out front working on a window that had broken, she was looking over so I waved, hoping to let her know that someone cared about her. Boy, was I wrong. She got up yelling and screaming at me as she crossed the street. She stood on the sidewalk yelling at me that I was not of this world and should go back to where I came from. Calling me a alien and to go back to the planet that I came from. This type of yelling lasted for about five minutes. The neighbors next door came out to see what was going on. When she was done I thanked her because that was one of the nicest compliments that anyone could give me. She stormed back and went inside. They neighbors got a laugh when they found out that her rant was all because I waved at her.
I don't carry a passport saying citizen of Heaven on it. I am called to live my life as an ambassador of Christ. I do have duel citizenship. Because of Adam I am a citizen of this sinful world. Because of Jesus and His transforming work in my life I am a citizen of Heaven. So as long as I am living on this Earth I am called to be an ambassador for heaven.
As ambassadors for Heaven we are called to live not as a part of this world. We represent God and all that He is. The major characteristic of God is love. As we represent Him we are to show His love to the world around us.
As ambassadors we are called to reside among people that may not know anything about God. Part of being an ambassador is to share with those that know nothing about where you are from the customs and beliefs of where you come from. In order to do this we have to take time and be in the Word each day so that we know more and more about God, so we can share with those around us.
As ambassadors we must remember that our assignment is temporary. When we look at life with an eternal perspective it makes the urgency of our job here change. The whole way we handle the things that come up in life should reflect how God is. Our speech should reflect God. Our time should be used wisely as we show God in our day to day living.
I know a family that came to America from Romania, to escape religious persecution. The father was a pastor. The government tried to kill him, imprisoned him, and set guards around the house so that the rest of the family was cut off from everyone else. People from the church would sneak baskets of food to the back door, so that the family could eat. Now the son, a grown man with his own family, is a taxi driver. He gets asked all the time about his accent. He tells them that it is a heavenly accent. He has a captive audience and starts sharing the miracles that God has done in his family's life. What a way to be an ambassador!
Do you have a heavenly accent? Our lives are our passports. Where does your life show you are from?