I left the downtown mission today, once again, surrounded by the presence of the Holy Spirit and on the verge of tears.
I met a 19 year old girl named Karen, humble and quiet as she volunteers there as a part of a mission organization that will lead her to Africa in the spring for a five month stay serving the Lord in many ways. As I asked her about her life and testimony, she shared that she was brought up in a home without God, and like so many, she was traumatized as a youth. As she aged she went from an atheist to a "misotheist" one who believes in God but hates Him. In High School, because of the continual persistence of a Christian girl who invited her to youth group every single day, and when to no avail, she rallied her friends to ask her as well. Eventually she gave in and joined the Christian girls to youth group, which eventually led to her conversion. From her hatred of God to a now radiant, fire-filled Christian servant that has worked with an organization that rescues girls caught in human trafficking. Now I know something of the intense danger in what she did. I was stunned by her zeal to 'crush the jaws of the wicked!' This little maid, maybe five feet tall, working with Spirit filled passion, venturing in the darkest strongholds of satan, trusting Christ for her protection and success of mission. As she shared her story I was humbled to the core: her courage and determination to cast her life into the arms of Christ and serve in His most dangerous work, left me feeling once again like a novice in the faith. What hope do the gates of hell have against such a tenacious faith? A David, standing before Goliath! defying the enemy in the confidence of God. Certainly not by might! Can she weigh a hundred pounds? Not by power! a background of weakness and obscurity! Oh, but His Spirit has led her into the heat of the battle!
So, I sit here trying to find words for the admiration I feel for her and the absolute awe of God's wonder working power in the soul of a true believer. Words fail me....
I met a 19 year old girl named Karen, humble and quiet as she volunteers there as a part of a mission organization that will lead her to Africa in the spring for a five month stay serving the Lord in many ways. As I asked her about her life and testimony, she shared that she was brought up in a home without God, and like so many, she was traumatized as a youth. As she aged she went from an atheist to a "misotheist" one who believes in God but hates Him. In High School, because of the continual persistence of a Christian girl who invited her to youth group every single day, and when to no avail, she rallied her friends to ask her as well. Eventually she gave in and joined the Christian girls to youth group, which eventually led to her conversion. From her hatred of God to a now radiant, fire-filled Christian servant that has worked with an organization that rescues girls caught in human trafficking. Now I know something of the intense danger in what she did. I was stunned by her zeal to 'crush the jaws of the wicked!' This little maid, maybe five feet tall, working with Spirit filled passion, venturing in the darkest strongholds of satan, trusting Christ for her protection and success of mission. As she shared her story I was humbled to the core: her courage and determination to cast her life into the arms of Christ and serve in His most dangerous work, left me feeling once again like a novice in the faith. What hope do the gates of hell have against such a tenacious faith? A David, standing before Goliath! defying the enemy in the confidence of God. Certainly not by might! Can she weigh a hundred pounds? Not by power! a background of weakness and obscurity! Oh, but His Spirit has led her into the heat of the battle!
So, I sit here trying to find words for the admiration I feel for her and the absolute awe of God's wonder working power in the soul of a true believer. Words fail me....
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