One of the biggest struggles that I battle with everyday of my life is time management. I like to blame it on my Mexican heritage, but there never seems to be enough time for me to get things done or to make it anywhere on time. The thought of carving out time to share the gospel with another person seems like a complete impossibility.
That is, until I come to the realization that God has complete sovereignty over time and operates outside the limits of a dimension that we are confined to. The measurement of time, money, physical and emotional strength, are all
quite different in our economy than they are in God's economy.
But, beloved, do not forget this one thing, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day. The Lord is not slack concerning His promise, as some count slackness, but is longsuffering toward us, not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance.
2 Peter 3:8-9
When the disciples were concerned about whether or not Jesus had eaten in John 4:31-38, He remarked to them that there was more to life's sustenance than just meeting the needs of physical thirst and hunger. He had just received a drink of water from the Samaritan woman at the well, but He took the time to speak with her about salvation while He met His own physical need. He exhorts His disciples to follow along in this pattern of sharing the gospel as they go along in their daily routines. In the same way, we can take those little moments to share with those we encounter. We simply need to look up and see that they are there, take the time to speak, and believe that He will multiply the time.
Behold, I say to you, lift up your eyes and look at the fields for they are already white for harvest!
John 4:35
Many possibilities broaden when you realize that sharing the gospel is possible in very ordinary circumstances and with very limited time. Some of the most divine of appointments were not a result of a date set with another individual, but in a grocery store aisle, a call from a telemarketer, in line at the DMV, pushing my kids on a swing...diminutive, miniscule moments in time seemingly extending into sufficiency as the conversation of eternity ensues.