Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts

Friday, February 10, 2012

Even Jesus Had Those Few

(Written December 2011, that was left in "draft" form)
" All the believers were together and had everything in common. They sold property and possessions to give to anyone who had need. Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts. " (Acts 2:44-47)

 I was talking to a friend missionary the other day. She’s been on the mission field for over 22 years specifically in Haiti. We were attending Christmas dinner with a group of other missionaries. We relayed how when you’re a missionary you are the one that they turn to when they need support. Your shoulder is the one on which they cry. It’s your words they look to for guidance. You become a model and example of strength and firm faith. So what do we do when we need to cry or find direction or vent? She said this;

“You get together with those who do the same thing you do and fellowship.”

Even Jesus had that special group that he kept close. His disciples. There were there when he experienced anger or anxiety. They were his support. The same concept is applied when you’re a missionary. No matter how hard you work to increase the kingdom. You still need the aid of another. Always. 

As the subject of our conversation changed I found her simple answer to ring true. There’s something about being able to freely converse with someone who has experienced the same thing you are in the middle of…and not feel like you’re damaging the “role-model” image you are expected to have. 


Thank you Beth!

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Cleaning With Charcoal

We had a few guests over for lunch so we decided to cook over charcoal (sometimes cooking outside is easier, sometimes). This, in turn made the cooking pots very, very black and dirty and it was my day to wash dishes...

I plopped the pot into the water and just as soon as the pot got wet, the water turned a dark grey.
I took a small washing towel to use in place of a sponge.
And began to wipe the pot.
In no time the towel had become as black as charcoal.
My hands were starting to change color as well.
So I stopped washing to pot and rinsed the towel.
I sprinkled some powder detergent on the pot and did some scrubbing.
It makes sense to conclude that the pot, which easily turned everything it touched into "soot central", will never be as clean as it was the day it was made.

Madame Elunes modelling the BLACK soot!
As I struggled with the monster-pot-from-charcoalville I had a thought.

About sin.

Sin, similar to charcoal, is very hard and probably even more frustrating to wash away !

Then I thought, "Oh my God! Jesus' blood must have been so pure, perfect and extremely concentrated to be able to wash ALL of that crap from our pots!"