On Thursday night, I cried.
You may not think that's anything odd (though, actually, I don't cry that often). But these tears were for something that happened almost a year go.
They weren't violent tears. Just real ones.
Real tears, for real pain. Real hurt. Real scars.
Church planting assessment has haunted me. Not just the outcome. The very process itself.
Often, I've felt quite hopeless.
But God is faithful, and on Friday he encouraged me through the following scripture, sent by a friend to Steven and me:
"For consider your calling, brothers: not many of you were wise according to worldly standards, not many were powerful, not many were of noble birth. But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise; God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong; God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast in the presence of God. And because of him you are in Christ Jesus, who became to us wisdom from God, righteousness and sanctification and redemption, so that, as it is written, Let the one who boasts, boast in the Lord. I Cor. 1:26-31
I'm afraid, in my hurt, I've been denying the power of God. We are indeed foolish, but he is wise. We are indeed weak, but he is powerful. We are indeed lowly, but he reigns. And Life is filled with hope.
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I'll never forget that week. Just waiting for you two to get back. Then you came back. I grew through you this year.
Okay, so you have a playlist... with THREE songs.
Where's your Over the Rhine?
Those three songs were just a sort of a joke (did you get it, or did I just miss totally?). Anyway, real playlist is yet to come.
OK, the songs on your playlist-hilarious! I started laughing as soon as it popped up! I can see how you'd get Derek Webb and Huey Lews confused. Uh, not so much.
Playlist made me laugh. Still chuckling.
And i'm very glad to be your friend, esp. when you hurt. you truly are lovely.
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