Tuesday, February 28, 2012

walking in Memphis

I wanted to give you a brief update on where I am. I am currently in Memphis, TN as part of a leadership cohort with Next Step Evangelism. It has been a great experience so far and I am looking forward to another great day and a half here. It is great to see what God is doing throughout the connection. There are some great people here with great ministries and stories to share.

Here is a thought for the day from Maxie Dunham: There is a special place in God's heart that only I can fill.


Thursday, February 16, 2012

the times

These words have brought be great comfort. Below is part of the song from Tenth Avenue North's track called, 'The Times'. May they bring you healing and hope today.

well My love is over, it's underneath
it's inside, it's in between,

these times you're healing
and when your heart breaks
the times that you feel like you've fallen from grace
the times you're hurting
the times that you heal
the times you go hungry and are tempted to steal
in times of confusion and chaos and pain
I'm there in your sorrow under the weight of your shame
I'm there through your heartache
I'm there in the storm
My love I will keep you by My power alone
I dont care where you've fallen, where you have been
I'll never forsake you
My LOVE never ends, it never ends

Monday, February 6, 2012

Canadian Stephen Smith


The dorm at Wesley Biblical Seminary was not very big. So you can imagine how funny it was to have 2 Stephen Smith's in the same dorm. So the nickname 'Canadian Steve' just seemed to fit and it was as if Canadian was his first name. He fit right in with us. He was very bright and I think he used that to his advantage. Every time I saw him, he was hanging out, playing video games, or chilling in someone else's room. We had several classes together, but one I will never forget was Hebrew. It was me, Canadian Steve, and another student. He was a great help to me. It is little moments such as these that I will remember and think fondly upon. He always brought a smile to my face because he was quirky, weird, and funny. Stephen - you will be remembered not only for these traits, but for your love of Christ. A love that took you across the sea to spread the message of the Gospel. Your life was cut too short, but you went as one who was faithful to their calling.

Often when we hear about Missionaries who die on the field we only think of those in the past, or maybe those who are older in years. People are still giving their lives for the sake of Christ, even young people. See you on the other side Canadian Steve.

Below is a piece of writing that Stephen Smith left us with: This and so much more.

'Send me!'. Shall I go? Shall I dare to claim a faith that seems so high, so courageous? I have not the portfolio of Jeremiah nor the ascention of Isaiah. I'm not wet - like Jonah.

Shall I really dare to simply put one step in front of the other as if I, like some weathered patriarch, can claim the legacy of the ages, the mantle of service to the Most High? Shall I walk resolutely like they who endured the harshest tests and miraculous circumstances?

Who am I to claim divine sponsorship? Do I really believe I should be written (etched in stone!) in the annals of faith - me, a weak, failing student who is likely as not to bring the whole thing down on my own head? The arrogance! To claim such a heritage! I should rather go home and leave the work to those truly called, to those found in auspicious occasions!

But I can no more abandon this quest than Samuel could unhear the whisper. I know not why I should be chosen for this highest of honors, but I know nothing else but that I must say 'yes'.

Don't pencil me in with Isaiah or near Job. Please, if I must adhere to this calling, simply find room for me in the appendix, under 'those who tried their best, but were otherwise unremarkable'. I dare not hope for more.

But to dream of such faith! That I might open my eyes and see His truth laid out before me! That I might open my mouth and speak words that melt stubborn hearts! That I might extend my step in action and find my footing sure, not rocked by self-doubt. That would be a service worth commissioning.

If you would have me, Lord, I will do it. I aspire to your highest calling, because you demand it of me. Who am I to deny you who makes of man - even a man such as I - what you will?