A little girl from up the hill came to our home. With her cheerful step and curly blond ponytail, she just wanted to be a part of things. A gaggle of girls snuggled in on the floor and I asked them if I could tell them a story.
I shared of a women who spent herself so much in one day that some days ran together. She walked the streets of the poorest of places, she comforted the sickest of people all ages. She knew no division of people. All were created by God to know love. To receive it and give it. People created for relationship, for family. This remarkable woman searched the world to find those who needed a family and she became a sister, a mother, a nurse, a comforter. She devoted her life to being a channel of Christ's grace, mercy, and love. Oh Mother Theresa, you have been Christ's light in our generation. I pray we continue on! In the hard path you trod. In following Jesus. For us to follow.
Much to think about, and many questions later... Chipper Girl sleepily asks, "Is there a hell?".
Oh little one! If my words could change anything that is what I would change! But, I have no power. The story has been written. It's up to us to do our part. To bring His Kingdom come and dispel the power of the dark under place. "Yes, there is. The Bible is very clear about Hell. It is real and I pray everyday that people call on Jesus' name and be spared the agony of going there."
My mind reeled as the girls drifted off to sleep. Lord, could I pretend there wasn't a hell? How would that effect my daily life? And His answer surprised me. Hell means responsibility for me. If I know it is real and there is an opportunity to save those I have contact with from such destruction, I have to do all I can! I will love them to Jesus. but without Hell, it just doesn't matter. Whatever works for them....
But IT IS REAL.
Lord help me to bring the Truth in Love everywhere I go. Fill me with Your Holy Spirit full of grace. That I will be Your hands and Your feet and Your mouth, to this world who doesn't know how much they need you.
I shared of a women who spent herself so much in one day that some days ran together. She walked the streets of the poorest of places, she comforted the sickest of people all ages. She knew no division of people. All were created by God to know love. To receive it and give it. People created for relationship, for family. This remarkable woman searched the world to find those who needed a family and she became a sister, a mother, a nurse, a comforter. She devoted her life to being a channel of Christ's grace, mercy, and love. Oh Mother Theresa, you have been Christ's light in our generation. I pray we continue on! In the hard path you trod. In following Jesus. For us to follow.
Much to think about, and many questions later... Chipper Girl sleepily asks, "Is there a hell?".
Oh little one! If my words could change anything that is what I would change! But, I have no power. The story has been written. It's up to us to do our part. To bring His Kingdom come and dispel the power of the dark under place. "Yes, there is. The Bible is very clear about Hell. It is real and I pray everyday that people call on Jesus' name and be spared the agony of going there."
My mind reeled as the girls drifted off to sleep. Lord, could I pretend there wasn't a hell? How would that effect my daily life? And His answer surprised me. Hell means responsibility for me. If I know it is real and there is an opportunity to save those I have contact with from such destruction, I have to do all I can! I will love them to Jesus. but without Hell, it just doesn't matter. Whatever works for them....
But IT IS REAL.
Lord help me to bring the Truth in Love everywhere I go. Fill me with Your Holy Spirit full of grace. That I will be Your hands and Your feet and Your mouth, to this world who doesn't know how much they need you.
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