Tuesday 24 July 2007 at 7:27 pm
So one of my youth, a 14 yr old teenager really reminded me today why and how to minister today. So her mother was having a bad day at work, and when she saw me walking towards her house to say hi to them, she shared that bit of info with me and how her mother might like someone to pray with her. * hint hint* She was very sensitive about her family and her surrounding, and though she may have seen me openly pray with other people, she still nonetheless understood the power of prayer. The visit with her mother was very much welcomed, and I had the privilage to watch the Lord minister to that family through His Word and prayer. What great joy it is to know our problems are all opportunities to bring us closer to the Lord and to bring others to Him!
This evening was just another great reminder how God can speak through anyone, especially young mature teenagers who love their family. Why couldnt I be more like that when I was 14?! :)
Sunday 15 July 2007 at 4:00 pm
So in ministry, the years can fly by without much notice, sort of
like life when one is not careful. I've heard how some men wake up one
day and find themselves married with kids, a dog or cat in the laundry
room, and wondering where the first 30 odd years of their life went.
Nothing so much wrong there but an introspective reflection on ones
life seems overdue.
Thats how I felt when greeted last
Wednesday at Valleybrook Apts by a former resident and her children, or
teenagers I should say. She told me her daughter was 9yrs old when I
teaching Kids Club and Youth nite at the community center, and now
their daughter is 16... 16! Regardless of whether that is true or not,
and that the mother may have miscounted the yrs, the gentle reminder
from within myself was still there nonetheless... questions like how
long have I really been working in Valleybrook, or where did the time
go, and more importantly, have I been faithful, diligent, and
consistent in sharing the gospel and my real life these 7 or however
many years with those whose paths I have crossed? What impact have I
made for the kingdom of God, and for his glory?
After going home
with that in mind, I decided to ask myself the question again, "What
eternal impact am I making, honestly, in the lives of those I meet for
the glory of God, given the time He has blessed me with on in this
world?" Hmmm... good question eh? Good question indeed...
pensive and prayerful,
George
Tuesday 10 July 2007 at 8:04 pm
Some days just lend themself to Random Stories.
The funniest thing happened today. Ok it is not really funny but you will see where I am going. I work in some of the highest crime rate communities in Raleigh. Sometimes I will go weeks and not see any crime happen in those communities. Oh now it is happening because I see the effect of the crime. I can be in any community at any given time of the night or day. Today I stopped by a gas station right off a main road right down from my church and as I was coming out with my Pepsi a drug deal goes down right in front of the station. You always think about drug deals going down in the places I work but the drug problem is as big in suburbia as it is in the inner-city. I can guarantee you most of the people who live in North Raleigh wouldn’t be caught dead at Raleigh North to buy their drugs.
Speaking of middle class people and Raleigh North I have another funny story. Every now and then I will see that middle class white kid in Raleigh North. You can tell by looking at their face, a mixture of desperation and fear, they are unsure of there surroundings. Well this kid was looking for the house to get his hook up but couldn’t find it. He was just standing there looking like he was going to cry when I walked up to him and said, “Can I help you find somewhere?” He looked at my shirt with the cross on I t and mumbled something about being ok and started walking toward the house where the drug dealer just got busted. So I yell out, “Hey she is out of business. They drug her out of there a couple days ago.” He turned around and just stared at me. I said “I might be able to help you find where you are looking for. Is you preferred supplier Bloods or a Folks? I only ask because if you are a regular with the Bloods and buy it from the Folks then somebody might just pop a cap in you. “He looked at me and got into his car and drove off.
I just wanted to share a couple random stories about drugs in our city.