brave

I’ve enjoyed Dallas more than I thought I would. I feel brave here. I know that’s an odd way to start this blog, but it’s what’s on my heart. I’ve found myself in so many conversations with so many people of diversity. It was hard for me to imagine why God wouldn’t want to place us in downtown NLR…but now I see that He had something bigger than we had confined Him to doing in us. We have gay neighbors, neighbors from India, Asia, Mexico, and even the young engaged couple that lives together. I’ve found myslf driving home with complete strangers in the back seat of my car. And yes, I’ve even found my donut stop here. Believe it or not, I’ve lost my appetite for donuts but I still find joy in taking the girls every now and then. I stopped into a shop the other day that offers bagels and donuts and soon found myself visiting with an Asian women who was struggling in her marriage. Before I left…she shared how she and her husband have been married 25 years and how they have one son who they both seem close with. God reminded in my conversation with her that time can be the most precious gift you can give someone. I felt like I might be late for work and began to worry for a moment in the midst of our conversation…then God reminded me that THIS is what being the church looks like…taking time to listen and talk with broken people. I can’t imagine how difficult it would be to face life without Christ. I just thank God that He somehow still chooses to use us to be salt and light to the world. Be brave guys…
In Him,
Josh