For our honeymoon, Janelle and I had saved our pennies for nearly a year to send ourselves on a trip to Italy. Once there, our first stop was Rome, and what an unforgettable sight it was! We were left in awe by the history and tragedy surrounding the Colosseum, were fascinated by the elegant beauty of the art collection at the Vatican, and fell in love with the city itself, which seems to have priceless works of art lying on every street corner.
In our reverie, we wandered through the streets of Rome on our own one afternoon, simply lost in the beauty of the moment. We discovered a tiny little pizza place that was far better than the fancy establishments our tour guide had taken us to, and didn’t realize until perhaps an hour had passed that we couldn’t remember which way our hotel was. Humor began to fade into panic as we scrambled through the crowded streets, trying to make sense of the maze of this sprawling city. This would have been no problem if we could speak Italian, but let’s just say the book of Italian phrases we had purchased was not paying off!
We finally found a small shop with a teenage girl sitting in the window. We begged her for directions, but she simply rolled her eyes at how annoying we tourists were and rattled off something in Italian. After wandering in circles for another half hour or so, we came across the same girl. At last, when we offered her money, she heaved an exasperated sigh and told us how to get back to our hotel… in perfect English.
We were shocked that she would have pretended not to understand us, and would have been so amused at our tragic situation. I wanted to be angry with her, but later realized that as a Christian full of lost souls, what I do each day is far worse.
How many times do I come across someone desperate for answers, frantic to find their way to Heaven, which causes them to act out in all sorts of ways? And how many times do I actually take the time to stop and explain the Gospel to them? How many times do I point the way out for them in a way they can clearly understand?
May we strive to be better tour guides in this chaotic world in which we live…
“How then shall they call on Him in whom they have not believed? And how shall they believe in Him of whom they have not heard? And how shall they hear without a preacher?”
Photo Credit: St. Peter’s Basilica seen through a keyhole at the Villa Malta – by AngMoKio – CC BY-SA 2.5
This post was submitted as part of the A to Z Challenge, where participants agree to post an article that corresponds to each letter of the alphabet and publish an article every day during the month of April (except Sundays).
Here at Everyday Musings, my theme for the month is Reflections from Around the World, where I’ll take a page from my personal travel journal each day and share a spiritual meditation or powerful thought that has been inspired by my travels.
For a discussion of great works of art that have gained such fame they have become The Classics, and what modern artists can learn from these works, be sure to visit my companion blog, The Artistic Christian.