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Answer His Call, Tell His Story, Change Your World

Where Are They?

2/24/2015

 
I used to get questions about where we are going to find all of these people we are supposed to reach. Sometimes, I still do. The same question surrounds giving away tracts. I'm pretty much an introvert, so noticing people isn't my natural instinct. Yet, I find people everywhere.

I've disciplined myself to look for them. I call it "seeing lost people." I pray and ask God to help me see them. He does, and I'm often stunned. But, I'm not the only one finding lost people who need God in their lives. Listen to this note from a church member that I received just this morning. This is what
Crossing the Lines is all about. Here's the note (adapted for privacy).

"Please pray for [name withheld] who works in Farmington. I gave her a tract. She is a single mom of a 10 year old son, and she is ill with bone cancer. May she soon accept Christ into her life."

One of our church members encountered this lady in the normal course of life. She's not a regular acquaintance. Instead, she was a stranger who encountered a Saint. People like this woman are out there all around each of us.

Do you need to cross the line and give a tract to someone? Would that be a stretch for you? Stretching is good. It makes us more flexible.

Step across your line today!

  • Ask God to help you see lost people.
  • Ask God to help you engage them in spiritual conversations.
  • Ask God to help you tell them His story.
  • Ask God to help you invite them to follow Jesus.
  • Ask God to help you bring them to our church.

Starting Points...

2/23/2015

 
Everyone begins somewhere. Yesterday, during a simple sermon on Philippians 2:12-18, God spoke to me in the pulpit while He was speaking all across the congregation. it was a beginning point for me. I challenged our congregation to take spiritual steps, out on the stage of Kingdom ministry. God challenged me at the same time. Through this blog, I'll share my own journey and those of others, as they share their stories with me.

My message began with a story I wrote about a woman named Charlotte. I share it here as I shared it yesterday morning.

Charlotte peered from behind the curtain. As she held it slightly askew, she noticed how soft the dark velvet felt beneath her fingers. Its texture contrasted the turmoil swirling within her. Almost every seat was already occupied, soon it would be a full house. The crowd seemed rowdy and unrefined, an apparent mismatch for her light, lyrical voice. But, they paid to be here, today, to hear her. Her hands were clammy; her mouth dry. She could feel her abdomen quiver with anxiousness. She was afraid. Her heart pumped double-time, pounding in her ears. Professionals had trained her, chosen her attire, and artfully applied her make-up. She began naturally radiant, and now she was ravishing. Beautiful voice, beautiful appearance, beautiful venue, this was any professional’s dream, but she dreaded the next few moments. It was almost time to appear from backstage. Lights already bathed the warm wooden stage planks with amber hues.

Her benefactor believed in her, rented the auditorium, and promoted the event. He encouraged her at every step. Motionless, he sat in the third row, near the aisle, surrounded by wily patrons. He had invited them here to share her talents with them, to introduce her. He wanted to bless them, to treat them, to offer them something otherwise inaccessible to them. This stage, this performance, was his idea.

She faced a quandary. Here in the dim light, behind the curtains, backstage, she could claim to be a serious vocalist; she could feign professionalism; she could speak the trade language without blemish. But, this was her time. Years of practice led to this moment. Everything was flawlessly advertised. She had rehearsed to perfection. Her preparation was thorough. The schedule allowed her to stand here totally rested and completely ready.

Walking out on that stage would distinguish her from stagehands, from make-up artists, from technicians. It was a defining moment. Out there, she couldn’t talk about performing, she’d have to do it. She couldn’t claim the ability, she’d have to use it. Out there, in the light, before everyone, was the place where performers lived. Once she appeared from behind the curtain, her future was set. Events would unfold. She considered slipping back into the shadows. She considered this last chance to cut and run. But, until she walked into that light, until she walked in front of this audience, until she did what others claimed she could, she was not a performer, nor an artist. Without this step she would only be a dreamer with a wish, but not a professional. Out there was her destiny. She glanced down. Somehow she expected to see a line drawn on the floor in front of her, a line to be crossed, taunting her to choose a side. It was time.

She chose to trust. She summoned her courage. She straightened her posture and breathed deeply. Letting the soft black curtain fall naturally to its place, she shifted her weight and, then, stepped forward. Amber light washed over her. The shadows let go. She had chosen. The imaginary line stayed behind, its taunts silenced by a single step.

I created Charlotte. She is fictitious, but everyone in this room is real, very real. And, each of us has a benefactor, a stage, shadows, and a line. We’re being taunted today, choose a side. Out there is our destiny, in the light.

Charlotte crossed the line. We all have lines to cross. Welcome to our journey of crossing the lines.

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    Crossing the Lines

    The ideas behind this blog emerged from my study and preaching of a message I titled "A Single Step." It was an unexpected message out of Philippians 2:12-18. I'm the one who was surprised. I had a whole different idea of where the sermon would go. Then, I got into the text and followed it. That led, eventually, to the response by individuals after the message. God worked in me and in our congregation. He's still at work.

    This blog strives to motivate and encourage our members to keep on going and to tell their stories. Crossing the Lines in our lives will change us and our world.

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