Wrecked in Church. Part I

Little did I know that there would be a Part II to this post.


We talked in church a couple weeks ago about New York, and it felt a little like no one was really behind us, our hearts were broken, yet, it felt like I had told a "bed time story" to the church.

Hello....McFly!  Any one out there??

So,


Sunday, a week ago, we went to church...not expecting a whole lot.  That statement in itself strikes a nerve in me.  We, as North American Church really do follow a formula of sorts for church.  I have never liked it, but--who am I to change this....

So, we enter church, worship was well done, God was speaking to me--I kept thinking about Breezy Point. It was supposed to have a forecast low of -11.  My heart was breaking thinking off all the people that were suffering in their cold, wet houses...I prayed that God would continue to send people to the heart broken, discouraged, hurting people of New Jersey, Staten Island and Brooklyn..

During the sermon, Pastor Al said, what if you did something outrageous with your 2013.  My first response was, God, how about a "normal" 2013, a work-for-a-living-ho-hum-ordinary life?  That could be really OUTRAGEOUS!

But as I listened to the sermon, I started talking to God, that if 2012 was outrageous, ridiculous, stretching, breaking, restoring, fulfilling year, then make my 2013 absolutely outrageous.

The sermon ended and I felt overwhelmed.  I was praying and worshiping and I thought, OK God, here it must be coming.  The Call.  Full-time missions, full time service to God, sell the house, the car, and get out of North America.

It didn't come.

My resolution though was set.  I said over and over again, wreck me Lord, call me to your higher purpose, I will go where ever do whatever.

My life is yours.  Do what you will.

Wrecked in Church...Part I