The missionary mouse: How God used a pest for His purposes

It was the end of a long day. As the night deepened, all members of the family were tucked up in bed. Then my wife decided to go and get a drink of water from the kitchen. As I lay in bed, drifting off, I heard a scream – a scream that spoke of an intruder in the house: an intruder with a long tail, little ears, whiskers, and a small nose… a mouse!

At the time, I didn’t know this late-night visitor would set off an evangelistic encounter. All I could think about was, "How do I get rid of this mouse?"

The next morning, I called pest control. The man I spoke to said he would be around later in the morning, so I headed off for an outreach with The Open-Air Mission, leaving my wife and children at home.