I think I have finally reached the point where I am not counting down the days; Days until the move, days until our first service, days until everyone from the team has arrived, days we have been here...
Now it is less new, less adventuresome, more mundane, more like "life". I believe this is a good thing. I enjoyed the initial ride on the wild side, but now it is time for the next phase. This entails the day to day grind of not only just living out our own family dramas, but putting our shoulder to the plow of God's work for us.
We've been reading, studying, and preaching about the book of Mark. It has been decided that we would use this book as our entryway to God's word for the people we are reaching out to, studying with, and teaching. We are pretty excited to see what God will do.
This past weekend we went out to Howard Amon park to meet people and invite them to our church. It was an encouraging time and we met many people, some very interested and some rude. Sunday we had our first home grown visitors. One man and one woman. Both are planning to be regulars at our get-togethers.
I feel like we are now in the perseverance mode. We need to continue with what God has called us here to do. The initial burst of energy will wear off, the weariness will set in, our strength will fail; that is, unless we turn to God with complete faith again and again.
It is faith that brought us here, it is faith and hope that is compelling us to preach, it is faith (theirs and ours) that brings the lost to us, and it is faith that means something to Jesus.
Luke 18:7-8
And will not God bring about justice for his chosen ones, who cry out to him day and night? Will he keep putting them off? I tell you, he will see that they get justice, and quickly. However, when the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on the earth?
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