Give me and evangelist

Traveling to Tbilisi, I met some people in a group that were hoping to invite Persians to a local coffee shop outreach (I knew one of the couples before arriving here).  They had some material and an invite prepared and it was well done.  The task of the group was to find Iranians in the city, strike up a conversation, and invite them to the outreach.  They knew where to find Iranians.  Many arrive as tourists and hit the mall on the main drag or seek out other tourist spots in the city.  I was walking generally near to the group that was looking for Iranians, though hanging back a bit, observing.  Two people stood out to me.  One was a teenage girl who was Iranian by heritage but lives here in Tbilisi.  She speaks Persian and English (probably Georgian too).  The other was a near retirement age gentleman.  He was quiet by nature, studious you might say.  As we walked along and as I was observing, I noticed that these were the only two in the group who initiated conversation with people they didn't know.  Once they engaged a person, family or group of Iranians, others would join them in conversation.  Both of these two would turn on there heels to reverse course and try to talk to people that appeared to be Iranian.  Both would leave the group they were walking with in mid-conversation to engage with strangers.

It was interesting to me that everybody else in the group, me included, would lament how difficult it was to approach strangers and to start a conversation.  By contrast, these two just did it.  I think the reason is that these two are evangelists.  The rest of us are not.  That may not excuse the rest of us, but it was an interesting observation.  In the work of the church and in using the gifting of the body I say, "give me an evangelist".  Ephesians 4:11