I hope to make Missional Minded Monday a regular feature around here.  Keeping it in the forefront of our minds, and as Mari said just little bits of love and putting others first is the best way we can show God’s love.

After last week’s wonderful *cough* example of how I gave up my Diet Cherry Pepsi to show Jay Jesus’s love (only for him to give it back to me), I thought I would share my big fat fail for this previous week.

For my triathlon training, I’ve been doing one long cycle outside to log time in the seat and get use to my bike gears.  The for my 2nd bike ride of the week, I head to the gym and take a cycling class.  This helps build my strength and confidence – tackling imaginary hills isn’t any where near as depressing when it gets really steep.

To reserve a bike, patrons can call as early as an hour before class.  With a limited number, the classes often fill up.  I called at 11:30 on the nose and snagged a bike for the 12:30 lunchtime class.  I arrived a few minutes early and got in a nice easy spin to warm up. As the class started, all the bikes filled up.

5 minutes into class, another cycler arrived.  The instructor asked if she had signed up for class, she had.  The instructor then asked who in the class hadn’t.  No one volunteered.  Going person by person thought the list, the instructor attempted to match the sign up sheet with the faces before her. 

Give up yours.  A voice within me said.
But. I argued
Do it, give up your bike. 
That’s not fair.  I was here first.
They’ll be another class, another opportunity.  Do it.
Hmf.  I put my head down and kept riding. 
a pouting reinactment
As the instructor began to call names, one of the regulars got off her bike. 
 Your name is on here, you signed up.  The instructor told her.  You don’t need to give up your bike.
Its okay, she can have it.  She said, and grabbed her stuff to leave the class.
Its a humbling experience seeing someone willing to do something I knew should be done, but was unwilling to do myself.  I was also humbled when I realized how small and petty of thing I was asked to do, yet I still said “no.” 
Talk to me.  What missional opportunities have you encountered?  Whether you rose to the challenge or not, I think its good to discuss them so others can be aware of things we can be doing to show Christ’s love.