Aug. 27, 2019

Thank You Note


“For just as we have many parts in one body, and not all parts have the same function, so we, being many, are one body in Christ, and all are parts of one another.” Romans 12:4-5

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse working on the fringe of society trying to bring Jesus to those who have turned a blind eye and ear to His story; just when I heard, “I’m not interested because I see how you people act” for the umpteenth time; just when I realized that more churches are teaching from human-written books as opposed to God-inspired scripture. Pure scripture. Just when I heard a young homosexual man say, “I get really confused. God loves me, but the church wants nothing to do with me?”

As I’ve watched church attendance dip and salvation experiences dwindle. Just as I reached out to a pastor friend to voice my fatigue. Just when all seemed like an impossible, uphill battle – straight uphill…Jesus.

Jesus showed up. I prayed one night and cried out, “Abba, Father! I don’t know what to pray. It’s so hard working in an outpost instead of teaching those who are already Christians. Lord, the thing I hate most is that my brothers and sisters seem to downplay Your love by saying I’m not firm enough. I’m “too progressive.” Lord, I simply want to go where You are needed. I want to join You in Your efforts. I am willing to be Your hands and Your feet. Here I am, Lord. Send me.”

The very next morning, through an unusual set of circumstances, God placed before me a woman in need. A woman who truly resides in the outpost of life. A woman who does the job no one else wants to do but a job that must be done. A woman who was hurting.

The more we talked, she said, “You’ve actually comforted me today.” When I asked if I could pray with her, tears came to her eyes. I believe we are clueless to how desperate our world is right now. We are so busy digging our moats and closing our drawbridges that we forgot the world is out there – beyond the walls of safety.

Jesus resides in the outpost. In His day, the outpost was the woman at the well. The man attacked by thieves and left to die. The woman caught in adultery. The two men hanging on the two crosses next to Him. In fact, Christ picked many of His twelve disciples from the outpost. If you aren’t supposed to be serving Him in the outpost, that’s okay. But, would you pray for those of us who are willing to reach out to the burned out, wounded, outcast, used up, fed up, and struggling? Hey, almost sounds like I described the people sitting on the church pew, doesn’t it?

Friends, don’t you see? We all hurt. We all struggle. We all sin. We all have a history. Please, please, please pray for those in the outpost more than you put them down or condemn them. We may have Jesus in our hearts, but that doesn’t make us God. When we understand God’s holiness, we will truly embrace mercy.

Let me thank those of you who understand we all have different parts to play in God’s Kingdom on earth. We are all parts of one another. If your call is to strengthen current Christians through your teaching INSIDE A CHURCH BUILDING, go for it! But, understand, some of us are called to reach OUT to the unreachable and to teach the unteachable. Thank you for recognizing that while I am only one part of His Body, I am a functioning part.