point of view

I miss my students. Lord, you know this little one he is Yours he grows please, love him? teach him to love to protect to be a gentle pursuer make him an honest fighter oh please, never let him grow numb never let that fire die please, grow him into a man who sees others unashamed to cry for the broken delighting in our laughter let him take pride in creating something with his own two hands make him an encourager, teacher, provider but more than anything let me meet him on the other side my fiery little man

So I was sitting in church the other week listening to an excellent sermon about the Thessalonians and the Church. As I listened I got more and more excited. I was thinking ‘wow, if we get a hold of this, this will change us forever.’ I glanced around to see if anyone else seemed to be getting this too. Maybe people were getting it but I will never know because there were four men sitting there with their eyes closed. Maybe they were meditating deeply. Ha, ha. Maybe they had a really late night or something. I don’t know. (Though I do know that the pastor had about two or three hours of sleep that night). The effect this sermon had on me was, I think, rather different than what the pastor had in mind originally. Do you identify with me? Have you had this happen? Do you know how totally discouraging it is to catch a glimpse of a vision of what our churches could be and then be rudely reminded that a lot of the key people in this could care less? If you know who these guys ...