Thursday, July 23, 2009
Early on I was mostly talk and no do.
I didn't have much of a heart for the poor or those who didn't have their act together. Frankly I was judgmental, contemptuous. Deep in my heart afraid that if I took time to care about someone who couldn't pay me back somehow, it would cut into my plans to be secure, important and respectable.
See, I wanted to be better than 'those' people. Then God keeps on breaking me.
And keeps on proving to me that I am no better than anyone else.
Now I'm doing more that matters. And I find that when I go pray for a sick person, or help build or restore a house or teach an alien to speak English I'm glad. The Kingdom of heaven comes here as it is in heaven.
Heaven is for the broken, the sick, the weak and the alien.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
A 4th of July note from a pastor friend in country to me and our church.
I hope this mail finds you doing well.
Congregation, I hope we will have the same day (4th July) in our country in the future. I appreciate your understanding and helping me & my people in the most difficult time of our lives. My desire is to know the Lord and His will and serve Him as the Holy Spirit directs me. I am confident that you will continue to pray for me & my country. Many thanks in advance and best wishes for whatever you do in the name of Our Lord, and for the strengthening of His Church.
Yours in the Master’s service,
Most Difficult Time
This from a man who was recently jailed for no reason other than his faith and whose own father was martyred by the Isl@mic Republic.
He is a broken pastor. He asks for prayer? We pray.
Prayer is the highest and best thing we can do.