Sunday, August 23, 2015
Friday, July 24, 2015
As incredible as that time was, it didn’t change the fact that we were visitors in a foreign land. We didn’t speak their language and we were awkward in our attempts to fit into the culture, in fact most of the time I wondered if I was offending them by my crazy American ways.
Heavenly Father, help me to never get too comfortable here that I forget where I truly belong, where my real home is. Amen.
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Moments of friendship forged in the dirt and poverty of this beautiful third world country. Experiences shared as we painted rooms, prayed over children in the hospital, held crying babies and hugged hurting mothers. We could literally feel the bonds of friendship wrap around our group like an invisible thread of light in places filled with darkness. It was beautiful. Eye-catching. Breathtaking. God’s love manifested in the lives of ordinary women who accepted the call, stepped out of all that was comfortable and did what Jesus would do.
Moments of joy in witnessing God’s healing hand on a little girl named Daniella who now can walk!
Moments of just plain silly fun!
Taking the child in his arms, Jesus said to them, “Whoever welcomes one of these little children in my name welcomes me; and whoever welcomes me does not welcome me but the One who sent me.” (Mark 9.36-37)
Saturday, June 20, 2015
I struggle to see beauty in junk. And I find myself believing God feels the same way about me.
Then, I remember Peter.
Peter was one of Jesus’ closest followers. Just hours before Jesus was captured and crucified, Peter rashly promised Jesus that he would go to the death for Him . . .
And Jesus replied, “You can’t go with me now, but you will follow me later.”
“But why can’t I come now, Lord?” he asked. “I’m ready to die for you.” (John 13:36-37 NLV)
At that moment the Lord turned and looked at Peter. Suddenly, the Lord’s words flashed through Peter’s mind: “Before the rooster crows tomorrow morning, you will deny three time that you even know me.” And Peter left the courtyard weeping bitterly. Luke 22.61-62
Can you imagine how devastating this must have been for Peter? Was there anything worse than disowning Jesus? Did Peter feel like a piece of garbage? Trash to be thrown away?
From that moment on, Peter is a different man. He becomes a powerful spokesperson for the gospel of Jesus Christ and God uses him to turn hearts to Him. What Peter saw as junk in his life; his biggest failure was what God used to make him stronger, more determined and more driven to follow Jesus and boldly share the Good News.
God took this broken man; his messy bits, his glaring failures, and shaped him into something jaw-droppingly beautiful!
Wednesday, June 3, 2015