Day one
So good today to see my Haitian friends again, great time ministering with them today, this place remains a strugle. It takes some time for my American sensitivities to dull a bit, but just to sit with these people and listen to thier stories is amazing. I am so glad to be here with my wife and to have her experence this with me, she did an fantastic job today talking to the people and finding common ground with them. Tonight a Haitian meal of rice and beens with grilled chicken, while setting around the table with new friends.
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Thursday, October 08, 2009
4. Mark 1:17
Then Jesus said to them, "Follow Me, and I will make you become fishers of men."
Simon and Andrew by the Sea of Galilee mending their nets. “Come after me and I will make you fishers of men” and the did it they just left! I wonder what his voice was like? How perfect must it have sounded. The men on the road to Emmamas record that their heart burned with in them as he spoke. These men leaving all for the simplest of calls. What peace this voice must have must have instilled. What passion it must have inspired, not only in his followers but in his enemies as well. It was this same burning voice that haunted them at night that cut them to the quick of their sin. That caused them towant him dead. I close my eyes and try to imagine what this voice sounded like. Was it soft, gravely, or deep? Was it a combination of all of these? This voice that spoke the world into being, raised the dead, and calmed the sea. What was it like! Just when I think that I can no longer stand not to know, he reminds me. It is the same voice that calms the troubled seas of my deep places, That raises my dead hopes and dreams and brings me life and hope. It is the same voice that created a new world in my heart. It is the same voice that reminds me to listen more. I pray my voice sounds more like his every day.
Then Jesus said to them, "Follow Me, and I will make you become fishers of men."
Simon and Andrew by the Sea of Galilee mending their nets. “Come after me and I will make you fishers of men” and the did it they just left! I wonder what his voice was like? How perfect must it have sounded. The men on the road to Emmamas record that their heart burned with in them as he spoke. These men leaving all for the simplest of calls. What peace this voice must have must have instilled. What passion it must have inspired, not only in his followers but in his enemies as well. It was this same burning voice that haunted them at night that cut them to the quick of their sin. That caused them towant him dead. I close my eyes and try to imagine what this voice sounded like. Was it soft, gravely, or deep? Was it a combination of all of these? This voice that spoke the world into being, raised the dead, and calmed the sea. What was it like! Just when I think that I can no longer stand not to know, he reminds me. It is the same voice that calms the troubled seas of my deep places, That raises my dead hopes and dreams and brings me life and hope. It is the same voice that created a new world in my heart. It is the same voice that reminds me to listen more. I pray my voice sounds more like his every day.
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