Do you see that woman over there? She’s the one that shines Jesus. She’s the one you’d pick, if you were God.
But what about you?
What does God have in mind for you?
That’s a question I once asked. I remember kneeling at an altar at the front of the church. Most everybody had left, and tears splashed the altar.
Show me, God. Show me what you want from me.
When I stood, I saw two children sitting behind me. A little girl with long blond hair. Her brother, just barely in his teens but far more experienced with life than he should be.
“Hey kiddos,” I said, wiping away tears.
Lord, maybe we can pick up this conversation later.
“What’s up?” I asked.
“Can you take me home?” the teen asked.
“Are you hungry?”
I already knew the answer. Dad was in jail. Mom addicted. There was a good chance that these children, who came in on the church bus, hadn’t eaten all day, maybe all weekend depending on mom’s condition. [Read more...]