I can share an example of a “living letter” in my life. I became a Christian as a teenager in India but did not have the opportunity to attend church due to family circumstances and so decided to come to the U.S to pursue graduate school. At that time, my prayer was that the Lord would lead me to a Christian lady to disciple me.
As soon as I came to the U.S. for graduate school, I gave my contact information to at least 3 Christian organizations on campus. Only one lady followed up right away in the first week and she took on the responsibility of not only discipling me for 5 years but pretty much adopting me as a sister into her family. Clearly, an answered prayer! She poured herself into student’s lives and attended to all sorts of needs we students had. All students I knew were willing to listen to what she had to say about the gospel, not due to her intellectual abilities but just because of her genuine passion for God, her heart to reach out to anyone in need irrespective of cultural background, her thoughtful generosity and her ability to speak truth according to the needs of our lives.
A few things I will never forget that she did for me:
I didnt own a car as a student, and she faithfully took me to church for 5 years and many other students every Sunday, rain or shine! Her reason, " We never know who the next Billy Graham is!".
She was careful about remembering our birthdays, graduations and anniversaries and celebrated with us. There were no Facebook reminders back then. She took us international students to groceries, helped us get settled in and continued to help us in practical ways over the years. She checked on how we were doing and made surprise visits just to get to know us during the week in addition to a weekly bible study she led on campus.
She instilled in us students who were new to the Christian faith the habit of daily prayer. She faster and prayed for us at times of need. She didn’t look at her watch when she was ministering and kept patient and counseled through impulsive decisions students sometimes made, a few times late into the night. She was bold to give us truth even when it was hard for our good. She truly celebrated with us in our joys and mourned with us in our sorrows.
I am thankful I had the opportunity of meeting someone who tried to model Christ clearly. We may not always have those kind of " living letters" around us and may be surrounded by hostility but that may be the clue to turn to God’s letters and be the “living letter”.