It’s been awhile and I’m sure many of you are wondering what has happened to those Fisherman’s Club people and the homeless in Capitol Hill? Well, the homeless are still here as are we. We have been walking Broadway for the past month prayer walking without the frenzy of soup and cocoa and it has been a really good time and reminder that when we go out it is not to be conversations with people to be occasionally interrupted with conversations with God (prayer), but quite the opposite.
I was anticipating a huge reaction to the ceasing of food and drinks on Friday nights, angry people demanding their cocoa and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (and we have had a couple of those), but I am now realizing how in that anxiety I failed to anticipate all that God could do with and through prayer and a praying people. I think I ‘expected the worst, yet hoped for the best’ as the adage goes.
You’d think I’d never encountered the God who spoke ALL of creation into existence, who parted the Red Sea, who healed the blind, the lame, and raised people from the dead, the God who would leave the ninety-nine in search of the one who was lost, the God who “while we were yet sinners” demonstrates His love for us by sending His perfect Son to die for us so that we could be saved and rescued from death and sin. Is this a God in whom I ought to expect the worst, yet hope for the best? No, but I often believe and live that way, another reason that I am in desperate need of the gospel and His forgiveness.
Please continue to pray with us. I have felt them in my own heart. We have also seen how God exceeds our pathetic expectations with acts of redemption in the lives of those we have known. In the prayer requests you’ll read of old friends who have been clean and sober for some time, others who have found jobs. Every good thing is from God, though these are not “religious” changes, they are absolutely from God and He is deserving of all the credit. So praise Him.