Wednesday, April 25, 2012

4-25

The time has stopped today
I can hardly breathe
sickened by my mortal sin
Of pride and greed

I think of better days
When the sun will shine
My time will be happy
And i will not whine

This dependence on drugs and caffine
Is not serving me well
It is making me a slave
Cant you tell

The desire to change my story
Of living a better life
Is causing anxiety in me
Creating in me strife

Unrealistic expectations from others
Wanting them to fill the hole
The unrelentless yelling
The emptyness of my soul

It wont be over forever
Or it might end instantly
Whatever may be the case
This i pray fervently

God help me be the man who
You once envisioned me to be
Before i got wrapped in
The stereotypes of the society

Let me not care any more or less
About poeple than is needed
When my life is surveyed from above
Show that your commands i heeded

Let my pain and lonliness
Not overcome the story i want to write
Give me the persistence and humility required
To play fair in this fight

The wisdom to make courageous decisions
The determination to play fair
Even if i loose everyone i have
If in my soul it creates a new tear

I seek a better future
Some peace in my heart
Can you please show me
Which way do i start

Monday Morning Church

You left your Bible on the dresser, so I put it in the drawer
'Cause I can't seem to talk to God without yelling anymore
And when I sit at your piano I can almost hear those hymns
The keys are just collecting dust but I can't close the lid

You left my heart as empty as a Monday morning church
It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts
And I can hear the Devil whisper, "Things are only getting worse"
You left my heart as empty as a Monday morning church

The preacher came by Sunday, he said he missed me at the service
He told me Jesus loves me but I'm not sure I deserve it
'Cause the faithful man that you loved is nowhere to be found
Since they took all that he believed, laid it in the ground


You left my heart as empty as a Monday morning church
It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts
And I can hear the Devil whisper, "Things are only getting worse"
You left my heart as empty as a Monday morning church

Well, I still believe in Heaven and I'm sure you've made it there
But as for me without your love, girl, I don't have a prayer

You left my heart as empty as a Monday morning church
It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts
And I can hear the Devil whisper, "Things are only getting worse"
You left my heart as empty as a Monday morning church

You left your Bible on the dresser, so I put it in the drawer

When You Were Young

When You Were Young 

You sit there in your heartache 
Waiting on some beautiful boy to 
save you from your old ways 
You play forgiveness 
Watch it now ... here he comes! 

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus 
But he talks like a gentleman 
Like you imagined when you were young 

Can we climb this mountain 
I don't know 
Higher now than ever before 
I know we can make it if we take it slow 
Let's take it easy 
Easy now, watch it go 

We're burning down the highway skyline 
On the back of a hurricane that started turning 
When you were young 
When you were young 

And sometimes you close your eyes 
and see the place where you used to live 
When you were young 

They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet 
You don't have to drink right now 
But you can dip your feet 
Every once in a little while 

You sit there in your heartache 
Waiting on some beautiful boy to 
To save you from your old ways 
You play forgiveness 
Watch it now here he comes 

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus 
But he talks like a gentleman 
Like you imagined when you were young 
(He talks like a gentlemen, like you imagined when) 
When you were young 

I said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus 
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus 
But more than you'll ever know

Living Water Experience

The merit of an experience can be judged not by what it makes one feel at the very instance he goes through it, but how it impacts a personality on the whole. How the lessons learnt are ingrained permanently in the character. How the relationships formed withstand the tests of time. My week long trip with Living Waters at Nicaragua proved to be such an experience.I feel that it changed me, on the inside and will remain in my memory forever.
The trip provided me with the much needed conviction regarding the beauty of selflessly serving people. There was no self interest during  the mission. It started with the group meeting the LW hands-on team in Leon and things just went from good to “awesome”. The local team consisted of a couple of young individuals who had basically dedicated their lives to drilling these water wells for the under privileged folks in the country. As a career focused young individual, it was really convicting to see how these guys were giving up professional careers, living in harsh conditions and still finding so much joy in it. Our team consisted of a diverse group of people, varying in life experiences, backgrounds and age. However, we all had the desire of helping others and sharing the blessings we have been provided. We all meshed beautifully, in an uncanny sort of manner. Even now, months after this trip I am in regular daily communication with the friend I made during this trip.
The week i spent in Nicaragua will be one of the best experiences i ever had. It made me believe in the power of God, and the immense benefits of being in the company of good christian people. Each day began with discussing a part of the devotional provided. The days were long and tiring, but about the best times i have had in the recent past. It was such a great pleasure to serve the villages, drill and complete the well and play with the kids. Even though the weather was hot, we couldn't communicate fully with the children and the diet was different, there was a real and honest connection. The ideas of acceptance, and the desire of serving others were prevalent.
In a summary, my time during the LW trip was amazing. It taught me a lot about myself and maybe, even more God.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Runing to stand still

And so she woke up
Woke up from where she was
Lying still
Said I gotta do something 
About where we're going

Step on a steam train
Step out of the driving rain, maybe
Run from the darkness in the night
Singing ha, ah la la la de day
Ah la la la de day
Ah la la de day

Sweet the sin
Bitter taste in my mouth
I see seven towers
But I only see one way out

You got to cry without weeping
Talk without speaking
Scream without raising your voice

You know I took the poison
From the poison stream
Then I floated out of here
Singing...ha la la la de day
Ha la la la de day
Ha la la de day

She runs through the streets
With her eyes painted red
Under black belly of cloud in the rain
In through a doorway she brings me
White gold and pearls stolen from the sea
She is raging
She is raging
And the storm blows up in her eyes
She will...

Suffer the needle chill
She's running to stand...

Still.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Dear God

Dear God,

This pain is going deep in my soul. A searing fire which seems to trouble me to no end. I dont know what to ask of you. I ask you for some peace in my soul. I am feeling very long and abandonded now. As if my only friend walked away from me. As if my soul is dying, one minute at a time. I am having a hard time seeing hope and joy in my life God. I am not sure if i should ask you for joy, if it is temporary. If it puts a bandaid on my bleeding heart, when what is truly needed is for all the poisoned blood to flow out.
I dont like this abandoned feeling God. Please make it stop. Please make my heart stop crying. Please give me truth and wisdom and endurance and perseverence. Please give me humility and gratitude. And above all God, i ask you for joy. Please give me some deep seated joy. I am SO tiered of crying inside all the time.
God, i want to honestly love others. Be there for them. I am feeling as if i am not cared for by her though. As if she is way more important to me, than i am to her.Why do i need to feel like this Lord? Why do i have to be hurt most from the people i care about most? What are you actually developing in me for this? And how do i ensure that i get it..
Why should it hurt me? Why do i feel rejected and disrespected by Julie by her not communicating with me. I dont want to dislike anyone.....yet that is what feels most natural. To dislike the one who stole her from me. Though she was never mine. Makes no sense.
God, what i am requesting for is healing. Is for this wound to be filled. For the feelings of being alone and the prediction of being forever this way to be banished! If it be your will, please give me someone to adore completely, to share myself with, to be one with all with the journey towards you. But if not God, let me not feel this pain so much. Let me be obsessed with something real. Something which makes a difference.

I need faith please. Let me not struggle for it. Please grant me truth..and energy. God, i want to be real.



Saturday, April 21, 2012

Long roads

And I wished for so long, cannot stay...
All the precious moments, cannot stay...
It's not like wings have fallen, cannot stay...
But I feel something's missing, cannot say... 

Holding hands are daughters and sons
And their faiths just falling down, down, down, down...
I have wished for so long
How I wish for you today

We all walk the long road. Cannot stay...
There's no need to say goodbye... 
All the friends and family
All the memories going round, round, round, round
I have wished for so long
How I wish for you today

And the wind keeps roaring
And the sky keeps turning gray
And the sun is set
The sun will rise another day...

We all walk the long road. Cannot stay...
There's no need to say goodbye... 
All the friends and family
All the memories going round, round, round, round
I have wished for so long
How I wish for you today 
How I've wished for so long
How I wish for you today

Weight of lies

Disappear from your hometown
Go and find the people that you know
Show them all your good parts
Leave town when the bad ones start to show
Go and wed a woman, a pretty girl that you’ve never met
Make sure she knows you love her well
But don’t make any other promises

The weight of lies will bring you down
And follow you to every town
Cause nothin happens here
That doesn’t happen there
So when you run make sure you run
To something and not away from
Cause lies don’t need an aero plane
To chase you anywhere

I once heard the worse thing
A man can do is draw a hungry crowd.
Tell everyone his name in pride an confidence
But leaving out his doubt.
I’m not sure I bought those words
When I was young I knew most everything.
These words have never meant as much to anyone
As they now mean to me.

The weight of lies will bring you down
And follow you to every town,
Cause nothin happens here that doesn’t happen there.
So when you run make sure you run
To something and not away from,
Cause lies don’t need an aero plane
To chase you down

Laundry room


Don't push me out,Just a little longerStall your mother,Disregard your father's words.
Close the laundry door,Tiptoe across the floorKeep your clothes on,I got all that I can takeTeach me how to useThe love that people say you made
Stop your parents' carI just saw a shooting starWe can wish upon itBut we wont share the wish we madeBut I cant keep no secrets,I wish that you would always stay
Last night I dreamt the whole night longI woke with a head full of songsI spent the whole dayI wrote 'em down, but its a shameTonight I'll burn the lyrics,'Cause every chorus was your name
Break this tired old routineAnd this time don't make me leave
I am a breathing time machine,I'll take you all for a ride


Friday, April 20, 2012

Kings and Queens


Kings and Queens

Into the night
Desperate and broken
The sound of a fight
Father has spoken

We were the kings and queens of promise
We were the victims of ourselves
Maybe the children of a lesser God
Between Heaven and Hell
Heaven and Hell

Into your eyes
Hopeless and taken
We stole our new lives
Through blood and pain
In defense of our dreams
In defense of our dreams

We were the Kings and Queens of promise
We were the victims of ourselves
Maybe the Children of a lesser God
Between Heaven and Hell
Heaven and Hell

The age of man is over
A darkness comes and all
These lessons that we learned here
Have only just begun

We were the Kings and Queens of promise
We were the victims of ourselves
Maybe the Children of a Lesser God
Between Heaven and Hell

We are the Kings
We are the Queens
We are the Kings
We are the Queens

Thursday, April 19, 2012

For all the saints


1. For all the saints, who from their labors rest, 
 who thee by faith before the world confessed, 
 thy name, O Jesus, be forever blest. 
 Alleluia, Alleluia! 

2. Thou wast their rock, their fortress, and their might; 
 thou Lord, their captain in the well-fought fight; 
 thou in the darkness drear, their one true light.
 Alleluia, Alleluia! 

3. O may thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, 
 fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, 
 and win with them the victor's crown of gold. 
 Alleluia, Alleluia! 

4. O blest communion, fellowship divine! 
 We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; 
 yet all are one in thee, for all are thine. 
 Alleluia, Alleluia! 

5. And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, 
 steals on the ear the distant triumph song, 
 and hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. 
 Alleluia, Alleluia! 

6. From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, 
 through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, 
 singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost: 
 Alleluia, Alleluia!

Hurt

It hurts
More than it ever has
But
I have come to believe
As time passes
And my heart hardens
As i see life
With different spectacles
Or none at all
Blurring my vision
With imaginations
Frustration, ambition, hope and new dreams
I have realized
That it will be ok
I will no longer hurt so much
The pain will still exist
but i will not suffer
Acknowledge
But not wither in pain

Shame

Okay so I was wrong about
My reasons for us fallin’ out
Of love I want to fall back in

My life is different now I swear
I know now what it means to care
About somebody other than myself

I know the things I said to you
They were untender and untrue
I’d like to see those things undo

So if you could find it in your heart
To give a man a second start
I promise things won’t end the same

Shame, boatloads of shame
Day after day, more of the same
Blame, please lift it off
Please take it off, please make it stop

Okay so I have read the mail
The stories people often tell
About us that we never knew

But their existence will float away
And just like every word they say
And we will hold hands as they fade

Shame, boatloads of shame
Day after day, more of the same
Blame, please lift it off
Please take it off, please make it stop

I felt so sure of everything
My love to you so well received
And I just strutted around your town
Knowing I didn’t let you down
The truth be known, the truth be told
My heart was always fairly cold
Posing to be as warm as yours
My way of getting in your world
But now I’m out and I’ve had time
To look around and think 
And sink into another world
That’s filled with guilt and overwhelming

Shame, boatloads of shame
Day after day, more of the same
Blame, please lift it off
Please take it off, please make it stop

And everyone they have a heart
And when they break and fall apart
And need somebody’s helping hand

I used to say just let ’em fall
It wouldn’t bother me at all
I couldn’t help them now I can

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Friday, April 13, 2012

Habakkuk 2:3 LB

"But these things I plan won’t happen right away. Slowly, steadily, surely, the time approaches when the vision will be fulfilled. If it seems slow, do not despair, for these things will surely come to pass. Just be patient! They will not be overdue a single day!" (Habakkuk 2:3 LB)

Monday, April 9, 2012

maybe

Maybe i need to give up......i can give up on me love....but not you. I can not give up on the fact that you will be complete...and i dont understand how that will ever be without me. I believe that we are all created for relationships, that there is a greater meaning to live than this mundane existence, that we can do something bigger and better together than as individuals.
I see you as a barrier, a shield from the pointed words of the world, from the emptiness and despair of the universe.
You see me as a similar shield, one who will support you and be there for you, and when the wounds get deep, kiss them to make them feel better.
I dont like ultimatums. They are threatening.
I am scared for you
Scared that i will hide myself away from you for too long
That you will give up on hope
On life
On love
That i will abuse myself beyond the point of recognition



4-10

Its been a while since i wrote to you God. I have no excuses....none.

Just a quick note, to thank you....for hardening my heart....for teaching me how to love well.....for dulling my sensors and allowing me to see that hope and faith may be a constant struggle, but sometimes it is ok to dull them.

Prayer for today: Please fill this hole in me. Please allow me to find someone to care for. Please let me feel loved...and love well. God.....please let me be yours.


This i believe


To live with an awareness of the tears of things; of the participation of all living things in a fellowship of pain, insecurity, anxiety, and death; to live with a bittersweet knowledge that I and all companionable living things are formed out of the same dust of the Earth, and after a night and a day will return to the common dust. In this is the beginning of wisdom.
To feel a steadfast love at the sight of a living creature, an almost unbearable pity for all things that are born and suffer and die. In this is the love of God. To believe that the primary condition of man is to be free to eat of the Tree of Knowledge of good and evil; that man is free to choose, though falteringly, to continue God’s creation of the good, the true, and the beautiful; that man is and becomes what he thinks and feels and hopes and does; that man can strive to fashion the city of man into the City of God, or into a Sodom or a Gomorrah. In this is the law of compensation.
With St. Francis of Assisi, to praise the Lord for our brother, the sun, and our sister, the moon, and for the stars and the wind and water and fire; and our mother, the Earth; and for those who pardon one another; and for our sister, the death of the body. With Socrates, to pray for beauty in the inward soul, and of the outward and inward man be at one; to reckon the wise to be the wealthy, and to have such a quantity of gold that only the temperate man can bear and carry it. With Ecclesiastes, to eat bread in gladness and drink wine with joy, and to live joyfully with whom one loves; to love the creativity of one’s work and the re-creativity of rest and fun, and to be at once serene and magnanimous. This I believe.
So to live as to wrestle with one’s angel and to say to Him, “I will not let thee go except thou bless me;” so to live as both to confirm and to deny the “vanity of vanities” which is the portion of a man’s life; so to live is to know that while a “voice of the bird startles and all the daughters of music have been brought low because man goeth to his long home and the mourners goeth about the streets,” if “the morning stars sing together and the sons of God,” even you and I, “shout for Joy.”

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Shedding Lethargy

Imagine you're a pastor in Africa in the mid-1990s. It's the height of the AIDS pandemic and the adult population is dying off. What would you do?

Every day it seems there are more orphans in your community. Surely your church would rise up to this humanitarian crisis. You would have done something as millions died, as families disintegrated, as the coffin-making business boomed.

Wouldn't you?

When I visited Uganda during the worst of the AIDS crisis, it wasn't seen as a problem that required extraordinary action.

Yes, some people were taking in orphans. Everyone knew a terrible illness was spreading. But the response was hardly sufficient.

"During that time, all we preached was judgment," says Pastor Joseph Senyonga, of Kasangombe, Uganda. The disease was viewed as a well-deserved consequence of immoral behavior. "There was little talk of love or compassion."

Attendance at Joseph's church dwindled as people in the community died. Yet, he didn't know what to do.

"As pastors, we were worried and scared," Joseph recalls.

Comfortable Kettles

World Vision began helping those affected by the crisis, but like most aid groups and churches, our response was slow. Pastors and local World Vision staffers had grown up with the situation as it gradually expanded during the 1980s and early 1990s. More and more people were getting sick and eventually dying.

We all were like the proverbial frog in the kettle. The water was gradually heated to the boiling point, but we couldn't seem to move.

It was my own outsider ignorance about the issue that helped jumpstart World Vision's response to this crisis. While the heat was rising, I'd been outside the humanitarian aid world (I had been selling dishes as president of Lenox). When I arrived at World Vision, and not knowing any better, I noticed the scope of the AIDS epidemic and started to ask questions. As a result, we partnered with local churches in Uganda to help. It took someone from outside the bubble of international aid to sense the level of the heat on this issue.

In the American church, we are sitting in our own slowly-heating kettles, whether the issue is poverty, addictions, immigration, or other issues. And church leaders face a similar problem. How do we overcome lethargy among those we lead? How do we preach the whole gospel? How do we make disciples when people are pretty comfortable in their pews?

I consider being a pastor the hardest job in the world. One of the toughest tasks—which I can fully appreciate in my role as president of World Vision—is to lead people toward a more faithful Christian life, to disciple Christians to live out the faith they profess. And we must persist with that message over and over again, year after year. We have to fight complacency both in those we lead and in ourselves!

Here are a few strategies I have developed to help people live out their Christian beliefs and values.

Magic or Tragic Kingdom?

When I talk with World Vision staff or when I'm speaking at a church, I try to alter the way they see the world.

The predicament of the American church is that we live in a kind of Magic Kingdom. Like going to Disneyland, you buy your ticket, and once you are inside the gates, everything you experience is controlled. The rides, the food, the shows are all there to entertain and amuse you. All you have to do is be there and observe.

Yet just beyond the walls of Disneyland is Anaheim and the rest of Los Angeles, including the rough streets of Compton. This is the real world with real problems: pollution and congestion, drugs and violence, islands of upscale neighborhoods surrounded by slums. Inside the Magic Kingdom, the outside world is almost inconceivable.

As Christians, we too are tempted to see our world that way. We can start thinking that our job is to invite a few fortunate others into the theme park, away from the troubles outside. But our job isn't to increase the attendance at Disneyland; it's to tear down the walls and transform the world outside.

I find the most effective way of getting people's minds outside the Magic Kingdom is to get their bodies into one of our development communities. There is no better way to be stirred with compassion than to work with children and families in desperate need.

Often, despite their need, the generosity and empathy the poor have toward one another puts to shame the visitor who has material abundance.

For Keith Stewart, senior pastor of Springcreek Church in Dallas, it was a World Vision trip to Nairobi that broke down the walls of the Magic Kingdom. Visiting a slum in Kenya's capital, Keith met an 18-year-old orphan who had learned shop-keeping skills to earn an income. That young man had taken a boy under his wing, sharing the profits of his cell phone retail shop with another orphan and beginning to teach him the business. It was this encounter with the generosity of an orphan that changed Keith's life.

When we travel beyond the walls of the Magic Kingdom, we discover a new reality, a Tragic Kingdom in need of the transforming gospel, a kingdom that will make us anything but comfortable.

In the Tragic Kingdom, a billion people are going to bed hungry every night, and nearly a billion have no clean water to drink. This is a world where 2.4 billion live on less than $2 a day. In the Tragic Kingdom, there are 59 million orphaned children in Africa. Around the world today, 21,000 children died of mostly preventable causes. The same thing will happen again tomorrow.

One small way we encourage young people to leave the comfort of the Magic Kingdom is The 30 Hour Famine. Teens and young adults learn the spiritual discipline of fasting. They also experience a twinge of the pain the billion people who suffer from hunger feel each day. Such events allow American young people to begin seeing their lives in light of the experience of their peers around the world.

Much of the world doesn't have to be a Tragic Kingdom. This is preventable hunger, preventable disease, and preventable deaths. They only exist because we don't care enough to prevent them.

If I were a doctor signing the death certificates of the thousands who die needlessly, I wouldn't write "measles" or "malaria" or "AIDS." I would write one word as the cause of death: "Lethargy." It's our most deadly disease.

Hold Up God's Truth

What does it take to lead people outside the Magic Kingdom? The Old Testament prophets were constantly holding up the standard of God's truth in front of God's people. They made it clear what God's expectations were, and they let God's people know where they fell short.

God says to the prophet Isaiah: "Shout it aloud, do not hold back. Raise your voice like a trumpet. Declare to my people their rebellion and to the house of Jacob their sins" (Isa. 58:1).

The passage goes on to describe the ways in which Israel believes it is following God's will. "They seem eager for God to come near them" (v. 2). And yet the reality was different. Yes, they fasted, but they exploited their workers. Sure, they prayed to God, yet hit one another with their fists.

To expose their sinful behavior, Isaiah holds up God's truth. It is not abstaining from food that God cares about, but sharing it with the hungry and giving shelter to the poor. True fasting, he says is "to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free" (v. 3-7).

Isaiah is a great example for leaders. We need to challenge our communities with God's truth and compare it to the way we are living. We need to help people along the path of seeing their own lives in the reflection of God's truth. This is the start of discipleship.

At World Vision, we lift up God's truth in every way we can. In our weekly chapels, we repeat the same message, rallying our staff around our mission.

Recently, a suburban mom told us how she became an activist based out of her kitchen.

A theologian spoke about how our Christian identity and programs will look different around the world based on the local needs and cultures.

A volunteer church leader discussed how she reaches out to schools and children in the Seattle area using our after school programs.

The themes are different but the message is the same: we exist to help children and their families and communities experience the fullness of life in Jesus Christ.

For both employees and our supporters, we offer service opportunities, worship and preaching, trips to the field, and church-based programs that hold up God's truth. Contrasting our consumerist desires with the truth of God's Word has a way of replacing lethargy with passion.

We have to communicate God's truth and expectation constantly. We cannot be timid about confronting people with the expectations of Scripture and to embrace the full cost of discipleship to Jesus. Our goal is to form passionate followers of Christ.

Lead a Revolution

Leading people out of the Magic Kingdom and communicating God's truth are necessary steps to move people beyond complacency. But as leaders, we need to take one step further. We are called to lead a revolution.

Every year, Bruxy Cavey, the teaching pastor of The Meeting House in Toronto, preaches what he calls a "Purge Sunday." Cavey gets up in front of the congregation and gives them the (sometimes brutal) truth: "If you're not giving, leave. If you're not serving the poor, leave. If you're not a fully dedicated and committed follower of Christ, you need to find another church."

Cavey's approach may not be right for every leader, but we could all be a little braver about calling people to radical commitment.

Beyond the walls of the magic kingdom we discover a tragic kingdom.

Cavey's approach has an interesting effect. "Every year," he told me, "I do this and 10 to 15 percent leave. The next week we're a smaller congregation. But a year later, we've grown again, and even some of the people who left have come back."

Cavey has a vision, but it isn't about the institution. He is leading a revolution in Toronto. He's able to avoid being caught up in all the consumerist attractions that could make his church a bigger and more lethargic institution—at the expense of the revolution.

Too often, we give priority to the institution over the revolution. Jesus intends for us to lead boot camps, sending people, armed with the gospel, into the world. There is always a temptation to turn our boot camps into theme parks. It's the leader's job to be the chief revolutionary.

When World Vision partners with a church, the first thing we like to do is take the senior pastor on a trip. We've learned that if the senior pastor doesn't embrace the vision, the church isn't likely to respond. On the other hand, when a pastor catches a vision and shares it with his congregation, lives are transformed. It starts with the leader.

The pressures to build and protect the institution are significant on any leader. But we won't overcome lethargy if our message is simply one of comfort. Our goal is to make the revolution a part of the fabric of our ministries.

Today's Christians need revolutionaries. They need leaders willing to boldly lead them to serve the poor and feed the hungry in Jesus' name, and thus spread the gospel.

Yes, we have a revolution to lead. Get leading!