fighting injustice

Well, I haven't written about what I'm up to in the last little while, so might as well. Over the last couple of weeks, I have continued my journey through the book of Romans, as well as Phillipians.

I don't even know how to start this... but please, know that I am writing this not to prove that I am right or to demote anyone's role in ministry or any such thing, although I think I will make some bold statements. I think... I don't understand this approach that some people have to the propagation of the gospel. That approach being... we get to know someone, and then introduce it to them gradually as they become more comfortable with us. I have nothing against it, at least at the surface. I do the same thing myself! I don't always tell people about the wonderful gospel the first time I meet them. But when I think about it... something stinks about that scenario. The gospel is the very testimony of Jesus Christ, around whom my life pivots, but even more He is the Axis Of History, the One for Whom the universe was created. The very being of anyone on earth is directly related at all times to the Person of Jesus Christ. The gospel should be one of, if not the first thing that we share with someone we meet, should it not? But... we don't... I don't. Why not?

Well... I was writing an email, and this really got stirred up in my heart. Probably partly to do with finishing Tozer's book, too. Anyways... I was sitting in bed and considering the books I've read in the last five years, or so, and two in particular jumped out at me that actually both encourage and sadden me.

Hey friends! Sorry it's been so long since I have blogged, I don't really have much of an excuse! I'll record a video update sometime this week, though, let you know what I have been up to. Let's get to it! Lately, our desperate need to pursue God has been heavy on my heart. A friend told me the night before last that she, in essence, sensed that something was wrong with the Church. For all we do (and I'm including my present occupation in Youth With A Mission) at times, there seem to be relatively few new people being converted. Why?

I think that word is a good one to sum up what I'm feeling, today. Here's the deal: I want to do too many things, I feel like I'm being pulled in a few different directions, and I'm not sure which way I want to go... because I want to go all of the ways. I'm not even sure if that is accurate, though. I must sound so scatter-brained.

Sorry I can't embed this video, it won't fit on this page very well and resizing is a bit shifty. Please check out this video, though... some great words from John Piper. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O68MByaMVdM

Alright, so I was walking down to The Strand (beachfront) this afternoon, and I was just talking to God as made my way down the sidewalk on Ingham Road. Ever since going through and reading the story of Rebekah in Genesis 24 [download id="6"], and seeing how willing and excited both the servant that Abraham sent and how excited Rebekah was, I have been considering this: what does it mean to be servant-hearted?

Social justice (a.k.a. fighting social injustice) is something that is a part of  my everyday life. In 2008, from January to June, I was on a School Of Music in Missions, who's primary focus was using music to aid in the eradication of prostitution and human trafficking. We spent three weeks in Thailand, in which time I saw many things that tore at my hear, including people living in poverty in slums mere blocks away from gigantic, western-style shopping malls, and streets three stories high full of establishments dedicated to marketing women in prostitution.