Because we can never predict what a year will bring, neither can we predict what God will teach us.
In 2013, the Lord often used the needs of other people to remind me of my need for him. To push me into light when I was scared of the dark. To see how love can bridge differences. And to remember people trump rules.
But through no fault of the Teacher, I need another year of training, please. . . .
- I’m still scared of the dark
It was still light when I volunteered to take R home. But before I dropped her off in the projects, it began getting dark. And scary things happen in the dark . . .
- Love at Table # 12
The first bus rolled in. Six of the men of various sizes, outfits, and personalities quietly took a seat around Table # 12. Men accustomed to standing in a food line. Or gathering scraps to throw together. Or grilling over a campsite fire. But not today . . .
- When you can’t keep the rules
I’m a rule-follower from way back. But this fellow rule-keeper was beginning to annoy me. Didn’t Jesus choose people over the Sabbath? Relationship over rules? . . .
- When you don’t know what to say
I try to chit-chat, like I have conversations every day with people who live under bridges and sleep in tents. Except I don’t. I don’t know what to say, so I don’t say much. And this is what I hear . . .
- Write back
It felt risky. I wasn’t sure I should say it. Would it change things, make things weird? I wordsmithed cautiously, copied to Gmail, and hit send. Then waited. For something. Anything. Please? . . .
- Hey, you, overweight runner
I have no idea who you are. But you’re my hero today. Because when one of us sees another of us doing a hard thing, the rest of us are encouraged to do a hard thing, too . . .
- When we eat our own
You know you’re right on this one. So when someone comes along believing the opposite, you know they’re wrong. They couldn’t have studied as much or prayed as much or care about truth as much as you. Really? Please. Listen . . .
- Let the body worship
I looked over the audience and could tell God was in the house. And when God is in the house, how can a body contain him? So you let the body worship. That’s what he designed it to do . . .
- Honor the wounded
One by one, they came down the center aisle. Some had no legs; some brought in dogs. But others looked strong. On the outside. Yet you knew they carried deep wounds on the inside. How could we help in healing the wounded? . . .
- Look pain in the eye
It was time to confront her. I suspected it would be one of the hardest–and weirdest–conversations I would ever have. And it was. Knocking on the door of pain is never easy . . .
- Be nicer than necessary
Then she gave us one more thing before going back inside. Her words linger with me still. Most of us have room to be a little nicer to everyone we meet . . .
- The needs of 3 women
I grab a sleeping bag from the clothing room and toss a throw pillow into a bag. But I know she needs more. Her eyes give it away . . .
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What’s something the Lord was teaching you in 2013?
What would you like to learn in 2014?
- 2 year Bible reading plan
- Summaries—December ‘13