It was 10pm when I got an email from A Friend I Barely Know.
“We're going to carol at your Train Stop tomorrow evening. Would you like to join us?”
sigh.
Really?
I thought for a moment.
Nope.
Not in the mood.
BUT I knew it would be good for me. Yes, it would. Just like broccoli. ha.
So I said Yes.
Promptly at 6pm, I went to the Train Station.
Friend I Barely Know came hurrying up, with his violin under his arm. “Ready?”
His Pastor passed out Gospels, the Friend played, and I sang as crowds of Cold, Busy City Folks hurried past.
All I could think of was the Story of a Faithful Man who preached in an Empty Church… and how God brought revival because the Faithful Man preached in Obedience. “Well, God, you laid it on the Pastor’s heart to do this… so I’m just going to obey…”
And do you know what?
My heart was warmed, encouraged, comforted as I sang the Christmas Story to people I didn’t even know.
Then this nice older gentleman came up to me, “Will you be here awhile? Because our church is coming to carol here and we’d love to join you… And do you sing in a choir? We’d love to have you in ours…”
So instead of just three of us, soon I was leading a crowd of 15 singers. Of all the nights they would come! We had no idea! They were glad we had 'broken the ice' and we were glad to have them...
He had blessed our Obedience, far and beyond what we could have ever Hoped or Imagined.
People started stopping, pulling out cameras, smiling.
One girl, a Complete Stranger, even stepped up to join us.
One boy stood against the escalators for about 20 minutes, just watching, listening.
Yes. This is Christmas Joy… Proclaiming the Joyous News that the King has come… Amen.
So if you are ever sad or lacking in Christmas Spirit… Go carol at a Train Station with People You Hardly Know.
For unto you is born this day a Saviour, who is Christ the Lord.
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