So, I stepped on a nail at one of our ministry sites today. And, man. It hurt. But, I was able to do something that I'm going to brag about: When it happened, I didn't say one word. Not one. But, as I was putting my bandage on, I started thinking about the building I was in (a church) and the pain that our Savior went through in order to provide a mechanism for it to exist....and it struck me as truly unimaginable. I can barely begin to fathom knowing that one could avoid pain, but submissively endures excruciating pain for the greater good of humanity. It is truly a gift, the gift from God.
On a less theological note, I have just under a month left here in Washington. While it feels like I have lived a lifetime in many respects here, I also feel like it has just been a huge whirlwind. A wonderful one at that, too.
Getting to see students wrestle with social justice, the struggles of street life, and the saving grace of the Kingdom has truly been extraordinary. I have a wonderful job, and nothing is going to nail me down.
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