The power of the gospel

As with Monday, last night God really manifested Himself on 2 occasions. During our prayer meeting, we discussed what the Bible has to say about what it means to be saved. We talked about things like grace, belief in who Jesus was and what he did, the presence of the Holy Spirit, persevering, abiding in Christ, adoption, confessing Christ, and a couple more. The folks really dug deep in their Bibles, and that was cool to see. Then we talked about what the Bible doesn't say about salvation - praying a prayer, joining a church, walking down an aisle, being baptized (you Church of Christ folks can stop reading now), etc.

One of the folks present candidily admitted she had trouble with a public profession of Christ. Because of her somewhat sordid past, she was a bit apprehensive about a public confession, as she feared the number of people who would be disappointed if she "fell". At this point, I asked our church to respond to her. They poured out love, acceptance, and biblical counsel. It was really a display of what "church" is supposed to be. Then we gathered around her, laughed with her, and prayed for her. That, folks, is a church being transformed.

Then I quickly left for a meeting with a couple who have recently repented and recommitted themselves to God's ways. She was a meth addict for 25 years; he an alcoholic for maybe longer than that. They were open about their fears, their faith, and their family. I offered a little counsel, but mostly I just listened and praised God for His power to transform people who follow Him. These people, according to those who have known them in their "past life", are not the same people today that they were before. That, folks, is a family being transformed.

Weeks like this one make me love what I do. It makes me want to invest in people more, and in "stuff" less. I love people with purple and pink hair who have been transformed by Jesus. I love drug addicts and alcoholics who have been transformed by Jesus. May God send more of them my way.