9 April 2010 Serve when no one is loo...

9 April 2010 Serve when no one is looking!
 
We are celebrating service to our city with 1000 hrs of Mercy.  We buy food, school supplies clothes etc, assemble gift baskets and then deliver them.  All done to serve our city and hopefully to be a blessing to many.  Every part of this process birthed and bathed in prayer. The end of this week will be an ascending praise to God for the favor He has shown for our first year anniversary as a church.  

I went to the church offices to help a couple days ago and was emotionally overwhelmed by the great love and generosity of the church( the believers).  We were encouraged to only give an hour, in order to give others coming in later that day, an opportunity to also help.  It seems unheard of to hear," please serve only one hour." 

The gathering was such a vision of delight, it was unbelievable to see the amount of donations.  It was uncontrolled love watching the servants of God, like busy bees, serving to their hearts content and joyfully giving of their time.  There were mothers and fathers with there sons and daughters, there were older grandma and grandpa looking servants, there were young people in there 20's, and younger people in there 30 and 40's, there was the wonderful pastor and his lovely wife working along side the flock he helps to guide in the ways of God every Sunday. There was hourly prayer.

As I worked I listened to the stories of people serving on a regular basis, the homeless, the widow or widower, the needy, etc.  The every day lives, with every day service to many.  I love what we do as the Body of Christ, I'm amazed at the impacts when many hands are involved, but I am just as touched by the singular stories of service that are not known or not heard.  I am so taken with those who have looked at the naked and chose to clothe, the hungry and decided to feed, the thirsty and quenched their thirst.  Whatever, we have done to the least of these...

I can hardly stand the incredible love of this church.  I can hardly contain my joy at a God who speaks, sings and dances over me.  I am so grateful for the opened door that my God gave my husband and I to attend a church that breathes the very breath of God, not only to me as a believer but to the lost and dying, or maybe just the weary of Colorado Springs.

I love my Pastor who is so clearly a reflection of my first love, Jesus.  I enjoy the competition to be Jesus' best friend!  This will definitely be a hard fought competition, in that my pastor has inspired the entire church to do the same.  I have a funny feeling there will be a gazillion people at the finish line at the same time.