Yes we are back again after a nearly 2 week hiatus..
Life has been busy. But through it all, the focus of why we are here in this life. Who we are. Who we were. What has changed. And now who we have become. Has been at the core of my thoughts...and with it I find myself drifting back to contemplating the life-changing experience many have experienced and are still experiencing as a result of the mission trip to Fiji in June-July 2008 of this year. There is so much happening in ministry back here. So much prep work going on etc - but I will post more details on a later post.
But in all honesty words cannot describe the expressive joy on the moslem man's face when he accepted Jesus as his Saviour...every single nite of the Sabeto rally! He just "want more and more and more of Jesus - so I must accept Him again...!"
Words do not do justice to the happiness that was shining through the tears of the mom whose son was healed of blindness.
Words are not adequate to describe the deep sincere smile that spread across the man with leprosy when he received healing from all the pains that raked his body...to the extent he couldn't stop dancing (Islander style!) and singing out praise to Jesus.
It is wrong to use words to describe the young hindu mother who was disfigured from being burnt from her chin down to her chest by her husband and lived a life of constant fear to the extent she carried a large sharp butcher's knife with her for protection of her and her infant son - and the complete transformation in her life so clearly evident in her face when she received Jesus and He set her free from this debilitating evil spirit of fear that her Hindu deities couldn't help her with.
Words are not suitable to use when describing the 28 children aged 8-14 who with tears streaming down their faces, eyes tightly shut, praying to Jesus to save them. To come into their hearts. To make them "good & clean". Asking Him to be their God.
It is impossible to describe the absolute faces of sheer joy at the receival of the "red bags" filled with food and clothing that we dropped at the homes.
Every individual regardless of culture or faith want to be recognized that they exist. Want to be treated with respect. With kindness. With integrity. To be treated with worth. To be treated as an equal.
Which is only right. Because we are all equal. Regardless of our culture, family history, background, financial situation, we are all at the end of this life going to die. Death. The inevitable end to this life as we know it. We are not in control of the next phase.
So what next? Where to next? After we die...? Rich or poor. Free or slave. From a mainline developed country or from a humble rural remote village in a developing community. Regardless of colour, age or gender. Whether we have a PhD or are completely illiterate. A world leader or a chimney sweeper...
Have I done enough? Everything I was capable of doing did I do it? Did I forget anything?
Regardless of what have done, at the end of the day we are all equal as "all of our righteousness is as filthy rags in His sight" according to the infallible Word of God.
Only found in the Son of God -Jesus Christ.
And when He puts joy, real joy - not artificial hype - into a person's life, the expressions are priceless - indescribeable.
He is Indescribable. Uncontainable. He placed the stars in the sky and He knows them by name. He is an Amazing God. All powerful. Unchangeable. Untameable. Incomparable. He sees the depths of our hearts and loves us all the same. He is an Amazing God (words adapted from Indescribeable by Laura Story & Jesse Reeves).
Being in awe of God is the best position I think we can be. To be totally dumb-struck of Him in recognition of His greatness. His might. His power. His awesomeness.
A real reality check of how small we are in the greater scheme of His things...
Keeping Jesus as the centre. Keeping everything and everyone in their rightful position.
Keeping it real.