If you follow me on social media or you happen to know me you know that I am a believer in Jesus Christ. Sometimes loas a believer we can become so comfortable in doing things with those in our bubble so much to where we are about one false move away from becoming modern day Pharisees with our “I was baptized back in nineteen hundred and so and so.” Singing ” I know I’ve been changed.” But a good question to ask ourselves is are we changing lives? Are we making a difference or are we merely gloating in the surface we’ve scratched.
Saturday I had the pleasure of joining Servolution with the Rock Family Worship Center family where every thiRd Saturday of the month believers go out and evangelize. Not for the benefit of just the church but solely for the glory of God. My bestfriend Brooklyn invited me out and I gladly accepted. Before she,myself, our friend Natasha and our team went put to Mason Court and others went out to launfry mats and nursing homes to share the love of Christ with the residents Pastor Chris shared somethings that have stuck with me.
He shared a very familiar scripture (among others ) :
Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men.
Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men. – Matthew 5:13
And he went on to expound on what salt is and does.
Salt brings flavor.
And salt makes ome thirsty.
that one got me thinking and I hadn’t stopped.
I’m saved. Wooooohooo! But am I salting the earth?
Though The Rock is not my church home I’m always glad to fellowship with my family there and they are always a delight. Today were so caught up in ” I was baptized of Paul and of Cephas ” that we are not doing our duty the way that we should. I’m so glad to have met the beautiful people that I met Saturday and I pray that we all in the community of Huntsville, Alabama furthermore around the world are more convicted about doing our job. I pray that God grants us performing grace to do our job and to do it in love.
While there I learned that there are plans in place to do knock down these residents homes in the next few years and it burdened my hart to hear it. For the many children I met and their mothers and dad’s who would have to move and change the living they’re accustomed to. Stability is everything in a child’s upbringing and poverty puts a damper on it. Although I’m sure the residents would be housed elsewhere as the saying goes “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it. ” I have an aunt who is a resident of Mason Court and I’ve seen the struggle she has gone through to make a structured lifestyle for her children and she doesn’t deserve it to be taken away from her. I don’t know who is in charge of these affairs but my prayer is that God works on the hearts of them and that maybe they build around it to polish residents quality of living and create jobs.
Sometimes bringing flavor into others is being a voice for them. Maybe sometimes it’s a hot plate.
I’m reminded of a song and the lyrics are my hearts cry.
Brandon Heath – Give Me Your Eyes goes
Give me your eyes for just one second..Give me your eyes so I can see everything that I keep missing ..Give me your love for humanity..Give me your arms for the brokenhearted, the ones who are far beyond my reach .. Give me your eyes for just one second, give me your eyes so I can see.. 🎶
Ms.Wheelchair Alabama-America 2017