Friday, November 21, 2014
Monday, October 6, 2014
I believe like a child that suffering will be healed and made up for, that all the humiliating absurdity of human contradictions will vanish like a pitiful mirage, like the despicable fabrication of the impotent and infinitely small Euclidian mind of man, that in the world’s finale, at the moment of eternal harmony, something so precious will come to pass that it will suffice for all hearts, for the comforting of all resentments, for the atonement of all the crimes of humanity, of all the blood they’ve shed; that it will make it not only possible to forgive but to justify all that has happened with men...
The Brothers Karamazov, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Monday, September 22, 2014
And by strange I mean strangers.
The first one's name is Jean. He was my taxi driver this morning to the Orlando International airport. I hopped in his nice car and he welcomed me so kindly. I soon asked him where he was originally from (I could tell he had an accent). He began to tell me his life story, that he is originally from Haiti but has lived in the states with his immediate family for 20 years. He has two sons, one 12 and one 6. He loves Jesus a lot. And he told me it isn't just because he grew up in the church, but because he made a decision to follow Jesus. He wants to go back to Haiti, to a village in the mountain with his wife and children to serve his people in Haiti. He told me, "many people buy things and cars and stuff, but my father always told me those things are not worth anything, but if you invest in people you are investing in souls." That's when we missed the exit and had to turn around because we got distracted talking. Jean is an honest man, with an honest heart, with a willingness to serve me whole-heartedly, and desire to return to his home and serve his people. In the meantime, I am thankful for his service in our country.
Second is my friend Aaron. There was one seat left in the exit row on my 1:30 flight from Orlando, Florida to Denver Colorado. It was in the middle of two men. One who is 32, lives in Denver and is named Aaron. Almost immediately after I sat down he asked me if I was on my way home. After talking for about an hour I did some school work and then he asked me about my pictures from Haiti on my computer that he saw. After sharing the story of Ella Grace with him he told me "wow, how lucky, well I mean you know what I mean. I mean how lucky you were to be able to love her for that time." Yes, very lucky. After we had landed I asked him how he was getting home (he lives in Arvada as well) because I was going to have to pay for a taxi or the A-line home. He was like oh yea, I have a car I mean we drove. I asked him if there was a chance he could give me a ride home and he immediately said "yes of course!" 1 hour later and I had arrived home in Arvada without having to pay for a taxi (thank you Jesus).
Third is my friend AJ. He is the most interesting of the three to me because I see the most intentionality of the Lord in my friendship with him. At about 8:30 pm tonight I went to Kinkos to get some of my notes for my seminary classes printed off. I sneezed as I walked in and AJ said, "bless you do you have allergies or are you allergic to Kinkos?" Haha. I showed him all I needed to get printed and he started printing it for me. In the mean time this other man was having trouble with his copy machine so AJ helped him out then the man finished and left. AJ and I were talking a lot about music and the purpose of life. He asked me what I do so I told him about YWAM. He was intrigued that many students find the purpose of life while in DTS, and began to explain to me that he doesn't think he will ever find the purpose of life. We talked and talked and talked as he finished putting together everything I needed printed and then he began to close the store. I was about to walk out when he said, "hey, you are welcome to stay and hang out for a bit while I finish closing the store." I thought to myself 'Of course I would love to stay in Kinkos while you close the store, why am I in such a hurry' and hung around while he closed the door. We ventured outside and sat on the curb as he told me about his grandma and grandpa, his ex-girlfriend and his need for a second job. I asked him why he needed a second job and he told me that he has to help his grandparents out because they don't have work and they need help paying bills. AJ wants to be a professional piano player. He loves to read books, and he loves his grandparents like I have never seen somebody love their grandparents. He is seeking the answers to life's greatest questions, and I have many guy friends who I know would love to tell him. Pray that as we spend time with AJ and befriend him, that he will come to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ as his savior and Lord. The Spirit is stirring in AJ.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
(May not want to mention this ^ to Job.)
Other sources for further reading:
1. Piper, John The Pleasures of God: 1991 http://www.desiringgod.org/books/the-pleasures-of-god
2. The Gospel Coalition Blog http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/gospeldrivenchurch/2014/03/05/youre-going-to-die-and-so-might-your-dreams/
Monday, August 18, 2014
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Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Last night Alyssa VanderWall and I were "jokingly praying" that I would meet somebody in the airport today on my way home to Birmingham that I could give my support packet to and that I wouldn't need to buy anymore support packets...
Well due to a crazy series of events I ended up in the Dallas-Lovefield airport for 7 hours, ended up at a bar watching the Argentina-Switzerland game, and ended up standing across from two men from different parts of the United States that were in Dallas on a business trip. After watching the game with them, and talking with them for an hour or so before the USA game started, learning about the companies they both owned, they asked me what I do. After sharing my testimony with them and sharing with them about YWAM, one of the men said, "hey give me your address and I will send you an iPhone! Obviously you need a new one (my iPhone is shattered)!" Humbled and thankful for this providence. Then he asked if I would come sit down with them and share more about YWAM. I happened to have a support packet in my backpack. After pulling it out and showing it to him he asked if he could keep it! (of course I let him keep it!)
Right before the USA game started I had left to go to the bathroom then came back to the bar and he said to me, "well my partner and I were just talking and we really want to support you and what you are doing for God with more than just a new phone."
I just CANNOT BELIVE IT. Even in our "joking prayers" He hears the truth of our hearts and sees a way to bring the Kingdom together by sovereignly not letting me get on my 2 pm flight to Birmingham and having to stay until 7 o'clock. Just saying yes to God who loves us and cares for us more than we could ever ask or imagine.
Friday, June 27, 2014
She had her whispy black hair pulled back in a tight little pony tail. Wrinkles across her forehead, a story for each one, and her white uniform collared shirt tucked neatly into her pants.
Another night, another drive around LAX, take busy people to all the places they needed to go, oh the places they go. Her devotion had gone unnoticed. Nobody knew her story. Nobody cared to know her name. But tonight.
Her name is Lete. And she is the LAX taxi driver who has been faithfully devoted to driving that taxi for 5 years. Her journey began in a far different place though: Eritrea, Africa (north Eastern Coast of Africa). Never having gone to school, she worked on a small farm her whole childhood. Her family lived impoverished though, and she knew there had to be a way to take better care of them. So 17 years ago she had the opportunity to move to Los Angeles, California and find work. With knowing no English she filled whatever jobs she could and tried to learn English as fast as she could. She lived with her sister, and sent the money she made to her family in Eritrea.
"Do you like being a taxi driver?"
"Well it's a job."
"If you could be anything you want to be what would you be?"
"I don't know."
"Do you have any children?"
"No, no children."
"Are you married?"
"No, no I'm not."
"Do you want to be married?"
"I mean i don't know, I chose this, I just want to take care of my family back in Eritrea so they aren't poor."
One of the most sacrificial selfless women I've ever met. One of the greatest sisters in Christ I have ever met. And thousands of people have gotten in and out of her cab and have moved on with their lives, never knowing that they missed one of the most "blessed" women in the world, and never knowing that their definition of "blessed" may be a bit skewed.
“Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth. Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be satisfied. Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God. Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God." (Matthew 5:3-9 ESV)
She has had a broken spirit, she has mourned for her countrymen and her family, she is meek, she hungers and thirsts for a right relationship with God, she is merciful, she is pure in her heart, and she is the peacemaker in her family.
And many people will sit in her taxi cab, never knowing that one of the greatest examples of Jesus Christ was sitting 2 feet away from them and was named Lete.
So I dare you to let Heaven invade earth today and listen to a stranger's story.
Tonight I was thankful for Los Angeles traffic (even at 10:15 pm), and honored to meet such an incredible woman.