Sharing over Tea...kind of

Tonight I went out with a few friends to do some outreach. The plan was to offer people standing outside of pubs and clubs tea, engaging them in conversation with the ultimate goal of sharing God's love with people. Sounds good, right? When tonight came though, I was exhausted and totally not in the mood. Still, I dragged myself out of the apartment, knowing this was something God wanted me to do. It was raining, cold, and my tights and flats were getting increasingly wet. Because of the insistent rain, not many people were outside of the pubs. We talked to a few people, but didn't even give out a full thermos of tea. The only people who wanted it was a homeless man, Colin, and a student who thought tea was some kind of code word for alcohol. Needless to say, the night didn't go as planned. At all. But as we walked back from town,  I think we all realized the faith that evangelism requires. I will most likely not see Colin or the lesbian pub owners again. All I know is that God wanted me out in the rain. Sometimes, lots of times, we don't see the end result. But isn't it beautiful that we get to be a part of what God is doing?