He’s just a normal guy.
He doesn’t have a seminary degree. He isn’t getting a paycheck from the church. He works really hard at his “real” job.
He just loves God.
He loves his family.
He loves people, and he wants them to find the hope he found in Jesus.
He serves in the small church. When I arrived at his church to speak last night, he had been up since 4am cooking. He had organized, and prayed, and invited…for weeks.
Like so many, on a Sunday night, he could have been home in his recliner. He has to get up and work on Monday, and work has been so busy; but he longs to help others see the God who helps him.
Yes, he loves God and he loves people.
And as he watches the news, he wonders if the time is short. He could be doing other things, but he knows there are lost to be found and broken to be healed.
He’s not the only one who feels this tugging on his heart to help others find the help of Jesus.
There are others. Men and women who love Jesus and love people more than they love their hobbies, their “time”, and, well, more than they love themselves.
I’ve met them at so many churches across the country. While I go and stand on a stage for a few moments, they are there, day in and day out, loving those God has brought and chasing after the lost sheep that have run away.
They are in the trenches. God is using them in the battle. It is far from easy, because they aren’t running away from messy people with real problems. No, they are running towards them again and again.
They don’t have to, but most I’ve met, will tell you they “get to”. And though they are weary, their joy is incredibly real.
For they know this world, and it’s temporary pleasures can never satisfy for long. They are rarely recognized, and it doesn’t seem to matter to them; for as they quietly lay down their lives for Kingdom purpose they find blessing that can never be taken away.
Oh friend, do you know people who live like this? I sure do. And I’m so thankful.
And, I wonder, as you read these words, maybe, if you’ve been finding this world cannot satisfy, if maybe, it’s because it’s is the dying to self that we truly live.
Do you feel a tug at your own heart? If you’ve found the hope of Christ, how can you not share it with others?
Friend, we are all called to tell the good news, to help the hurting, to come alongside the lonely, and to help the broken stand.
And as we do, we will store up treasures that can never be taken away. We will find joy so much greater than any temporary, worldly pursuit will ever bring.
Oh friend, “You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden.Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven. (Matt 5:14-16)
Be the light. Glory to God!
(PS thanks to all who prayed as I spoke last night and who pray as I write. I think I’ll be back in Genesis soon…unless the Lord leads otherwise ❤️🙏)