If you love Jesus and seek to live out His Kingdom in your life and in your circle of influence, you are a missionary.
You don’t have to have to live in a foreign land, learn a new language, or support-raise; if your heart’s desire is to see your family and community reached with the love of Jesus, you are a missionary.
Those you reach out to may be the fellow moms in your moms’ group. The other language you hear might be the coarse-language of your co-workers. Your words may cover more miles via encouraging emails and Skype conversations than the miles recorded in your passport. If you do it in Jesus’ name and for His glory, you are a missionary.
Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you (Matthew 28:19-20),
and surely, the world needs believers to “go” to the ends of the earth. But if you “go” to your neighbour with a casserole after she has just had a baby, if you “go” to work with a determination to shine the light of the Kingdom in the dark places, if you “go” to your child’s preschool and speak with other parents with an attentive ear to what the Lord wants to say through you, you are a missionary.
Over the last little while I’ve been reminded that missions isn’t just something for a small percentage of Christians living overseas on a modest income. I’ve been heartened and challenged by friends who truly are missionaries as they reach out in their circles and beyond. These friends are stay-at-home moms, social workers, police officers, linemen, teachers, engaged in their community, reaching out to friends, determined to shine Christ’s light where He has them. Those “wheres” may not be the jungles of the Amazon, but those “wheres” are filled with people who need Jesus, who need believers on mission to be the hands and feet of God’s love in action.
If you know and love Jesus, you are called to missions. Go therefore: you are a missionary.