As a boy growing up, every broken branch became an M-16, every rock a grenade, and every ditch a foxhole, as I single handedly defeated the invading hordes. With me running through the woods armed with sticks and stones and a vivid imagination, no enemy had a chance. I was on a mission. Eventually, I was issued real weapons and I dug real foxholes, in a very real commitment to Uncle Sam. I discovered that an M-16 requires a lot of boring maintenance, and a foxhole requires hours of work on the business end of an "entrenching tool." Most importantly, I discovered that no mission can be accomplished single handedly.
As spiritual soldiers we are also on a mission. Missions is the heartbeat of the church. No war was ever won by holding existing territory, somebody has to establish a beachhead and take back the enemy's territory. Those front line soldiers are our church planters, and they are spiritual heroes, but they can't do it alone. As important as elite combat soldiers are, an army runs on it's stomach. Soldiers on the leading edge must have supplies. There must be a logistical operation to provide beans, bullets and bandaids to the front line troops in order to accomplish the mission.
The word missions comes from the Latin word mittere, meaning "to send." No soldier goes to war on his own responsibility or his own expense; they are sent. When you support missions, you are sending soul saving soldiers. When you give to a global missionary, or a North American missionary, you become the supply line, making it possible for them to focus on their mission- reaching souls. You are the vital rear echelon that supplies the beans, bullets and bandaids; or the building rent, money for a keyboard, or an outreach event, or hundreds of other needs to those in the trenches. Thank you for giving, and sending.