A friend of mine snapped this picture in a fundy church he was visiting. I think it’s telling that the “mission field” is always seen as out there beyond the church walls. In here we are the holy, the blessed, the congregation of saints. By contrast, anybody who isn’t here in this place is our mission field. Stop and ponder that idea for a moment.
Outside these walls are sinners and reprobates no matter what they claim to profess. Be they ever so Christian, be they ever so holy, be they ever so kind and just and loving: they are not of us and therefore we must proselytize them tirelessly.
Posted by Darrell