by our love

There are these moments when I see heaven on earth
as I watch a believer engage with the world in deep, humble and sacrificial ways.  

This happens every day as I watch the staff in the aftercare home pour life and love drop by drop.

 Almost a month ago we received two sweet precious girls. 

Scared and trembling they came to us. 

One child specifically feared the darkness, for in her past, the black of night only meant terror.

And I watched as little by little, day by day, this sweet blossom of a girl began to  open.

And I also watched as our staff pressed in fiercely to be by her side, 

night and day when the fears reared their evil head.

And soon the radiance of light began to replace the darkness.

beams from heaven were already crashing in.

Just last week this same child, with a sparkle in her eye and a smile on her face whispered softly and gently to one of our staff…

“ I have never felt loved like I do now. It’s because you guys are Christians, isn’t it?”

friends, I cried the happiest tears my little heart could spout. 

This little girl, 

from a broken home, 

a hindu home, 

KNEW we were Christians by our love.

Isn’t that the way it’s supposed to be?

That we are known by our love?

Our staff did not force, coerce or dictate this girl to Jesus.

Our staff member loved this sweet girl to Jesus.

A Jesus that embraced this little one’s scars,

Held up his own scars,

And said “I gave my life for you and love you higher and deeper than you even know”.

No.

There are no holes in the gospel when we choose to love people to Jesus.

When we engage with

the hurting, the broken, the scarred, the wounded, the hopeless.

Our gospel is alive and whole.

praying we can all do a little examining this weekend and find the holes that may be present in our gospel. 

much love,

Katie