God is Real
Jesus has been so faithful to us over the past couple weeks in so many different ways. I hope I can share them in a non-boring way. This is my attempt to recap the past couple weeks of Jesus being Alive.
For those that have been keeping up, you know how I’ve been digging around in the crawl space the past few weeks looking for the water main. It was an exceedingly gross and rewarding experience. I finally gave up and called the city. I informed them that the plumbing was stolen and I couldn’t find the water main. They explained the best they could do is have someone come out and mark the sidewalk where the pipe comes in from the street. If that’s all they could do, fine and thank you.
The following week I was getting ready to lead our Thursday outreach. While out front, I notice the city water truck pull up. He’s here to mark the sidewalk and I re-explain our situation to him. “Well, I’ve got a few minutes. Want me to come in and take a look?” he said. Yes please.
He came into the crawl space and found something he thought might be it. “I think I should try to flush out the line and see if this is it…” he says. “Okay,” I say. He hooks up his big crazy compressor truck to the outside line, and after several minutes declares that he can’t flush it out. “You may have to have the city come out and dig this up. It will probably cost a couple thousand dollars,” he says. “Okay,” I say.
“Well…on second thought, there are these caps on the pipe. If you want to try to take it off, I’ll come back and see if that gives me enough room to clean it out,” he says. “Okay,” I say.
Anyway, long story short he came back the next day and turned the water on. The pipe was actually buried in a different place that neither of us was looking. I feel totally blessed though that this city worker went above and beyond his call of duty to help us out. What a blessing! Now we know where the water main is and can proceed with plumbing work.
While all this was going on, my sister referred her old camp directors to me and put us in touch. They swung by to look at the place and see how our ministries could connect in the city. They dropped off a crap ton of cookies which I used to do outreach in the neighborhood. Later, they dropped of 3 boxes of groceries and a generous donation; while offering to donate electrical wiring materials. THANK YOU GOD! They also put me in touch with more workers in the city, so this is a huge blessing.
We continue to go out on weekly outreach. This past Friday wasn’t an ‘outreach’ day, but we’re always praying and looking for opportunities for God to move. My father in law came over to help me install another window, another friend came to pray, and another friend dropped off a ‘Comfort Pie’. As I was wrapping up, I was dropping off more cookies in the neighborhood when I noticed 4 neighbor boys standing on their front porch.
Turns out, they were locked out of their house and the oldest’s cell phone had died so he couldn’t contact his mother. I let him use my phone, and he learned his mom and sister where in the hospital downtown. I offered to give them a ride and the mom accepted.
On the way, I asked: “have you boys heard the Gospel?” “Like the music?” they asked. “Well, the music comes from the Gospel. It’s ‘good news’. What would be good news to you?” I ask. “Like a birthday party…where you get presents and stuff?” they asked. “Yeah! It’s kind of like a birthday party,” I say.
I went on to explain the whole Bible story. As we near downtown, I ask the oldest: “Does this sound like something you’d like to do? [be born again]” “Yeah,” he says. We pray together for salvation and that Christ would enter his life.
“How does that feel?” I ask. “I feel really happy!” was his reply. The three brothers are next. When we finish our prayer, they were proclaiming “I feel really strong!” I too was feeling really strong. The Holy Spirit was in my car, and all 5 of us could feel His Presence. It was beautiful.
I dropped them off at the hospital and gave them a card and the ‘Comfort Pie’ from my friend. I invited them to church on Sunday, but it didn’t work out for their family.
Mark 4: 3“Listen! A farmer went out to plant some seed. 4As he scattered it across his field, some of the seed fell on a footpath, and the birds came and ate it. 5Other seed fell on shallow soil with underlying rock. The seed sprouted quickly because the soil was shallow. 6But the plant soon wilted under the hot sun, and since it didn’t have deep roots, it died.7Other seed fell among thorns that grew up and choked out the tender plants so they produced no grain. 8Still other seeds fell on fertile soil, and they sprouted, grew, and produced a crop that was thirty, sixty, and even a hundred times as much as had been planted!” 9Then he said, “Anyone with ears to hear should listen and understand.”
We NEED your prayers. It seems like every time we make headway with a family, the enemy comes in and tries to choke out the seed. I don’t want that to happen to these boys. I don’t want that to happen anymore to the little girls and their mom down the street. I want fruit, fruit that remains. I want these families to stay in love with Jesus forever. Please pray that Satan’s tactics would drive this neighborhood closer to Christ. Please pray for peace in these boys home [I noticed a drug deal going on yesterday]. Please pray!
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The sooner we can get our family upstairs, the sooner we can do more regular discipleship with these men, women and boys and girls. Your donations and prayers are doing amazing things! THANK YOU!