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Quote ~ A Candle Being Burned

“We are a candle in our home countries.  We are being burned in order to bring light to our communities.”

~ An indigenous Christian missionary who recently visited Real Life Ministries and who would only give his first initial, last name, and general area of Southeast Asia as his community, on why he does what he does in such a highly persecuted area of Muslim and Buddhist influence.

Here’s To the Hur’s

moses aaron and hurIf you spend time in volunteer ministry, do you ever wonder if that time is producing fruit?  Do you wonder if your efforts are worth the . . . effort?

Exodus 17: The Amalekites came and attacked the Israelites at Rephidim. Moses said to Joshua, “Choose some of our men and go out to fight the Amalekites. Tomorrow I will stand on top of the hill with the staff of God in my hands.”  10 So Joshua fought the Amalekites as Moses had ordered, and Moses, Aaron and Hur went to the top of the hill. 11 As long as Moses held up his hands, the Israelites were winning, but whenever he lowered his hands, the Amalekites were winning. 12 When Moses’ hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it. Aaron and Hur held his hands up—one on one side, one on the other—so that his hands remained steady till sunset. 13 So Joshua overcame the Amalekite army with the sword. (NIV)

When I first volunteered in the Audio/Video Tech area of Real Life Ministries, one of the first things my supervisor did was to give me a small card with the above Scripture written on it.  He let me read it then he said, “If you’re gonna participate in volunteer ministry, you’ve got to understand the role we all play, right?  Now who all do you see in this story?”

“Well,” I answered, taking time to study the brief passage once again, “There’s Joshua, Moses of course, Aaron and Hur.”

“Exactly,” he said, “And as part of the A/V team, and especially us on the soundboard, taking all the roles that these men are playing within the context of that passage, what role do you think we’re playing here?  Who do you think we are?”

I looked at it again, puzzled.  “Umm,” I said, “not sure.” (I’m lousy at tests under pressure!)

He smiled, most likely knowing that’s exactly what I would say.

“Well,” he began, “Joshua is the focus of everyone’s attention at this point, so he’s basically center stage.  Moses is . . . well, Moses. He’s the one running the whole thing.  Aaron is both Moses’ voice and the voice of God, so he’s the one in communication with everyone else.  And then there’s Hur.”

“The only part Hur plays in this whole ordeal with the Amalekites is to hold up Moses’ hand.  That’s it.  Not much.  Yet, without him, Joshua would have failed.  Moses would have failed.  And the Israelites would have suffered a crushing defeat to a far superior force.  Yet, here he is.  A small part; most likely unseen by everyone but the three of them there on that hill: But crucial.”

“That’s us!  We’re Hur.  In fact, that’s volunteer ministry in a nutshell: Small, mostly unseen, yet crucial to the success of this, or frankly any, church.”

So here’s to all the Hur’s out there doing volunteer ministry!

The next time you pass out a bulletin, greet a guest, sing in the choir, or adjust the EQ on the pastor’s mic, remember: it may be a small part, unseen, unsung, soon forgotten; yet you play a necessary and crucial role in the success of that service, of your church and ultimately of Jesus’ mission to us all!

The unseen hands.  The unsung heroes!  The Hur’s!

Thank you!

Reflections on the National Day of Prayer

It’s eerie to walk into church on the National Day of Prayer.  The place is normally bustling, serving dozens if not hundreds of people most every day.  But today it’s quiet; soft and soundless.  Not in a creepy, unnerving sort of way, but almost reverent; respectful; like even the people who work here are differing their normal conversations to an acquiescent hush and honor.

I walk into the expansive, upstairs room designated as a central gathering place of prayer for the community and I’m given a small, discreet packet full of material: From a short historical background of the National Day of Prayer to suggestions and outlines of prayer opportunities for our nation, our families and our community.  I was happy to see this and it was most helpful because, in all honesty, I had no clue what I was doing.

If I may get a little personal and transparent here: I’m not a devoted pray-er. My wife?  That’s another story.  We’ll often be talking about a certain situation going on in our family, or our home group; decisions that need to be made, priorities that need to be set, and so on, and she’s the type of person who stops in the middle of our discussion and says, “You know what? We need to pray about this.”  Then she grabs my hands and we do.  Right then!  It’s maddening!  Not because we ALWAYS need to pray about stuff in her eyes (which we do), but that I didn’t think to do it as well.  I’m just not wired that way . . . yet.

So, this National Day of Prayer, and being personally involved in it?

Wwwwaayyyy out of my comfort zone.

As I look through the material, I’m struck by the thoroughness and breadth of prayer suggestions held within; prayers for our government, military and churches as well as our business community, educational community, the media, and of course, our families.  What also strikes me is the non-judgmental tone of the prayers.

“Pray for our local, state, and national leaders.  Ask God to grant them wisdom, discernment, and hearts that are open to His leading.”

I can do that.

“Pray for God to grant courage, protection, and strength for our Military and their families.”

I can do that, too.

Before I knew it, an hour had gone by and I’d prayed.  I. Had. Prayed.  The funny thing was that even I felt better.  Prayer is a praise to God; a thank offering; and a request for supplication—either for ourselves or someone we love, know, or are concerned about.  And in praying for our leaders, our military, my family and community, I felt rejuvenated within my own walk, and I hadn’t even asked for anything toward myself.  It was as if God went, “Thank you for your concern.  I’m aware of all those needs, and the voices of all those who are asking in unison with you.  And here’s a little something for you as well.”

I may try this praying stuff again sometime soon.  After all, another handy item in the material I was given was a 40-day prayer guide for family and nation.  How convenient is that?

It was like they knew . . .

My Last ‘Scheduled’ Monday Post

Over the past several months, it’s been a discipline of mine to write a post every Monday, a devotion/inspirational oriented post every Wednesday and a “Photo Friday” post every . . . . you guessed it, Friday.

This regiment was intended as much for my own development as a writer as for whatever blessing of content I might be able to bestow on you my faithful reader.  And, for the most part, I’ve been able to uphold my end of the self-imposed deal.  So, with that in mind, its time to move on and develop another discipline of my writing repertoire: being able to finish what I’ve started.

You see, several years ago I wrote a manuscript for a suspense/supernatural Christian fiction book entitled “ReFormation”.  I submitted it to every publisher I knew of at the time and . . . . it was promptly rejected by all of them.  So on the shelf it sat for many years.  Until about six months ago when I hauled it out, dusted it off and read through it.

It wasn’t bad.
Not great.
Certainly worthy of all the rejections it received all those years ago.
But overall, it had promise.
So, onto the computer it went and I began a concerted effort at a rewrite.

Which lasted all of about two months.

You know . . . life happens!  But, I’ve recently rediscovered this long lost file on my computer once again, and now its time to finish what I’ve started. Continue reading My Last ‘Scheduled’ Monday Post