Sunday 23 September 2007 at 08:32 am
On Thursdays I am usually at Valleybrook for weekly programs like kids club and youth nite. Since it was raining on Thurs night this week, and our mobile community center (Mission Raleigh Bus) was at the mechanics, I grabbed snacks and hit the road in the pouring rain. The rain didnt stop at all that night so while visiting and passing out snacks door to door, one of my younger youth said something to the effect, "George, you must really care about us 'cuz you don't stop for nuthin!"
Not only was it a great opportunity to teach how Jesus "doesnt stop for nuthin" when it comes to loving and forgiving us our sins, it was a good reminder to me that my kids and youth watch my every action, and know if I really care.
If you are reaching others for Christ, take it from my youth, don't stop for nuthin!
Saturday 15 September 2007 at 10:47 pm
I was very tired, more then I usually, at VB this week. Thought I do
back to back kids club and youth night that day, there was just
something else making me tired. Regardless of what it was, as I was
saying my goodbye's to the kids and youth and packing up to leave, my
eyes caught a mother and children that I had not seen before. Though
honestly, it would have been easier for me to leave and come back some
other time, I started off towards the family. After hearing about how
they got there, and what their dreams and their prayers were as they
entered into this time in their life, I was able to share with them a
little of what I have seen the Lord do in the community and what He
desires to do in our lives as people. The mother shared her testimony
and though she professed Jesus, I was still glad I that the Lord gave
me the courage to walk over and introduce myself, minister and pray
with her, and give glory to the Lord for what I have seen him do.
My studies this past week brought me back to Matt 6:33. As I
minister in the apartments throughout the week, I am reminded to apply
His word here in view of how I act or react to any given situation,
such as one above. My point is, when circumstances arise or life
progresses as it does, do I seek first the kingdom of God? Do
I realize more and more where my emotions go, my own biased ideas, my
own schedule, my own priorities? Everything else is second place, if
not just totally dropped at times. How am I seeking to glorify Him in
my daily routine or job or even in my relationships or in my marriage?
Do I actually seek God's kingdom first or is my first reaction in any
and every circumstance to complain or give up or shake my fist at God
as if seeking first His kingdom was easy in the first place? Do I seek
God's kingdom where I live? Do I do so when I am in apartments, and
willing to see beyond my planned program when I am there? Does God's
word change me.. does it change my personality when God wants it to??
Sunday 09 September 2007 at 9:16 pm
Jesus said in Matthew 18:3, "Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and (A)become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven..."
An illustration of sorts...
I've watched Jaylen grow up from a baby, and just now attending his first kids club. His family is very precious to me. This past week, before Kids Club, Jaylen, sat down by the dirt and placed his feet right
smack dab in the middle of a red ant farm. Soon after, he jumped up
confused and dazed as to what was happening down short ways to his
ankles as tiny red ants marched off their sand hills onto his
little toes and up his tiny feet to prepare for an all out attack. As he began to
feel the pain of th army of ants pinching him, he moaned and ran
around in circles for a short moment making just enough noise to catch my attention. A few other kids
and teenagers noticed and began to mock, point, and laugh at
his situation, with no immediate desire to help him. But as I walked quickly
towards Jaylen to investigate, he turned, saw me, and ran as fast as humanly
possible at his age towards me and said in his desperate little voice, "Mr.
George, help me, help me , I'm hurting!" With tears rolling down his
eyes, he stared directly into my eyes somehow as if to say, "You know you. I know you can help!"
Understanding the situation at hand,
and counting the seconds the ants would realize their reign was at an
end, I began firmly patting Jaylens pant legs, lifting them and
brushing the ants off, had him out of his sandles in a jiffy, all in a matter of seconds. But in that moment, as Jaylen jumped up and down, with
real ants in his pants, the world seemed to slow down, and my heart
melted with desire to help this young child rid his world of army ants. At that moment, they were my sole enemies as well as his. Needless to
say, the ants didnt know what hit them, and before he could say ouch
again, Jaylen was just about ant free, in my arms, at his own doorstep, with his dad
ready to give him a quick shower to rinse himself off.
Since going home that evening and comtemplating all that happened. I cant help but ponder this verse of scripture again. Having lived 27 yrs on by the grace of God thusfar, I can't help but wonder and ask myself again.. do I have faith like a child? Jaylan ran to me for help as if I was the only person he trusted to help him. Do I run to Jesus whole-heartedly and fully rely on Him to guard me, defend me, and wage war against my would be enemies each day of my life? And with my circumstances? Or... do I simply jump up and down, moan and groan, and complain when reality bites me hard again and again?
May I have childlike faith in every area of my life.
Thursday 06 September 2007 at 07:48 am
I am off on vacation this week. People expect me to forget MR during that time, but that's not how it works for me. I love what I do & don't feel the nees to escape it. Now what happens is the daily details clears my mind, the constant crises are removed and my mind is open to developing vision. When you live your call people often don't understand, even solid Christians don't understand. Living a call will remove you from the carnality of the world. It can be hard to live a life that friends & family don't understand. REMEMBER THE CALL. If obedience is more important than sacrifice then it is much more important than acceptance. By the way I love my treo. There is nothing quite like blogging at 70 mph.