As we sat around McDonalds Sunday afternoon looking over snapshots of this weekend's rendezvous with the Master, I was feeling the hesitation to go back down. The feeling was summed up in my friend's comment, "Now it's time to pay bills again." I felt the same way. Can't we just stay up here? How about another skit? Maybe one more praise and worship? How about another session on holiness?
Then I am reminded of Jesus' disciples when they felt the same way when their Master took them to the mountain. They did not want to come back down anymore. Like them, I missed the point for the whole experience at the heights. Now the work begins. We follow the footsteps of Jesus as he left all heaven's glory to fulfill the will of the Father. Just like spring waters from the summit, purified by the Lord we cascade down to the valleys below to bring the love of God to the most unlikely places - perhaps a PTA meeting, or a school, a corporation at a high rise building, the sick, the homeless or wherever the Lord sends us.
1 comment:
glad to hear that the camp went well.
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