Rescue me (our stories aren’t just about us)

 

Psalm 116:1-8 “I love the LORD, because He hears My voice and my supplications. Because He has inclined His ear to me, Therefore I shall call upon Him as long as I live. The cords of death encompassed me And the terrors of Sheol came upon me; I found distress and sorrow. Then I called upon the name of the LORD: “O LORD, I beseech You, save my life!” Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; Yes, our God is compassionate. The LORD preserves the simple; I was brought low, and He saved me. Return to your rest, O my soul, For the LORD has dealt bountifully with you. For You have rescued my soul from death, My eyes from tears, My feet from stumbling.” NASB

This is probably one of my favorite scriptures, just a small snippet of my favorite psalm. I know many people have their own personal favorites, and we could each give a reason why, but I thought I’d just share mine today. I hope my thoughts on it will encourage you.

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Honestly… (a grumpy missionary gets real)

I’d like to start off with a question: what do you think of when you hear the word “missionary”?  Someone in strange clothing who likes strange food?  (Yak cheese pizza is yummy, by the way.  So is fried eel.)  A fearless church planter going against the odds?  Someone comforting a dying person in the slums?  A jeans-clad, music-loving book-aholic who spends most days in a classroom in the U.S.A.?  The barista at the local Starbucks?
The answer to all of the above could be yes.  I think it is so easy to have a narrow view of what a “missionary” looks like.  So the following is an honest musing of what life looks and feels like to me, depending on the day.