How wonderful that we get to share our lives with other people. Family, friends, neighbors, co-workers... How blessed we are to be surrounded by people. However, I didn't always think this way. I look back at my school days in elementary, middle, and high school. I didn't have too many friends. I was always shy and awkward. Ask my brother. After school was out, he would always wait a while and make sure I had already started walking home before he would start walking home. He didn't want people to see him with me, and he didn't even want people to know I was his sister. How could a popular guy be seen with a shy and weird girl?... even if it was his sister. Ok, I went off on a tangent. But there is a point I am trying to make.
Fast forward 15 years... I am still a bit shy and truth be told, I am still a bit weird. However, what has completely changed is my view of human interaction. As a teen, I wasn't looking to make friends and hang out and have fun. I didn't care to make friends. But that all changed when Christ came into my heart. God began showing me how special every single person is to Him. He even knows the number of hairs on everybody's head. So if God took the time to make everybody special and unique, then why can't I make a conscious effort to meet people and get to know them? As Christians we are called to do so.
My personal calling became evident in a vision that I had a few years ago. I still remember that I was sitting on the side of my bed and writing my thoughts down on paper. I was writing something between a poem and a devotional. I hope that makes sense. As I was writing God started showing me a bunch of people; some I could recognize and some I couldn't. Each person God showed me had a common characteristic. They were introverted, and outcast by most other people. In other words, they were "weird" people... just like me. And I suddenly understood why God gave me the personality and temperament that He did. I have a calling to reach out to people that are normally rejected and outcast by society. That is why I now say that it is a blessing to be surrounded by people: no matter how strange or different they seem, we are all God's creative handiwork.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
What we're made Of
We were remembering with my pastor all the tough times that our church has been through. Indeed it is nothing short of a miracle that we are still standing. God has sustained us in a supernatural way.
One of the hardest times was back in 2003. All at once, the city closed down our church for over a year, my pastor's health deteriorated in Guatemala and he needed immediate surgery. We were left without a church and without a pastor. But even in this, we saw God's provision and care. Vida Abundante church opened up their doors and let us have our services there at night.
And this is the stuff we're made of. I love remembering how the church came together. Although we didn't have a building of our own, and the pastor was fighting for his life, God brought a unity in us that helped us get through this tough time.
I also think about the underground church in China. They are in constant persecution. They are arrested and tortured for their faith. Yet in all this, the underground church is growing exponentially. People are coming to Christ in record numbers. They even send missionaries around different parts of China and neighboring countries.
Jesus' words in Matthew 16:18 hold true.
Matthew 16:18
And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it.
And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hades will not overcome it.
In His Image and Likeness
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