For anyone who likes to read my crazy thoughts, we are back. Two months have passed, some significant things have happened during them, and we are back. Back to pushing for the Kingdom of God to show up in Center City, Marion. We never really stopped pushing, and expecting, but we went through a different sort of season that was necessary and rare and may not happen again for a long time. God is so faithful in every step of the journey.
Back to welcoming IWU students over and being so inspired and encouraged by their service. Back to a September of painting the house... still. (Some DAY we will get this done.) Back to spending time with kids at tutoring, etc. etc.
Just good, exciting stuff!
What a burden though driving home next door to MICO and seeing a homeless man sleeping on its porch. The mission won't take people who have a sexual offenses in the criminal background. What else are they to do? What are we to do? This is the moment when it's hard to carry the power of a loving, awesome God in me, yet still feel unable to relate it to the world as a single white female at midnight finally noticing some peoples' reality. The good thing is that God is sovereign, and I am not God, and I trust my daddy will take care of Him tonight. I have peace in our Father, but if anyone else has ways that they reconcile things like this in their mind, do tell.
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