Our annual missions fair for our Awana club is always a bit chaotic. Each club chooses their own exotic (or less exotic) country to research. This year I was struck by the idea that each continent has its own missionaries…even Antarctica.
The internet informs me that about 5,000 people live there during summer but only about 1,000 hearty souls tough out winter at the bottom of the world.
That’s not a lot of people. But surely at least one knows Jesus as Savior and Lord. That person is Antarctica’s missionary – because they are the one who is there. We all live in our own “Antarcticas” – small populations where at least one person knows Jesus as King and Redeemer. That person is me or you. And we are their missionary -- because we are the ones who are here.
Your “Antarctica” probably has a smaller population than the really one and is probably geographically smaller (and warmer). But it needs a missionary. It needs you.
[Insert Your Name Here] is a missionary to “Antarctica”.
Come with me as we grow in fellowship with each other and our Savior to whom belongs the Amazing Escape from sin and death and the Amazing Journey into glorious life.