The World Needs Jesus

Well, I have just gotten back from a week of training in Georgia for my trip next year. This past week was incredible.

One of the speakers at camp was talking about what ministry looks like and what this trip is really about. Something that he said really struck a cord with me-
he said the world doesn’t need social justice, the world needs Jesus.
He went on to explain telling a story of a woman being obedient to God’s calling who had moved to the Middle East. She didn’t know where to begin or what she was supposed to be doing, but she followed his voice and began volunteering at school. She became close with one of the teachers and soon she was asked to tea. The teacher began to tell her that she had been having dreams about a man she didn’t know. The teacher continued having dreams and the friends continued meeting, and finally the teacher began to believe in a very real Jesus that was personally revealing himself to his daughter.
She came to know Jesus not because she was handed a tract and repeated a prayer, but because she was in the presence of the Holy Spirit and he showed himself to her.
My heart is for the nations, for the poor, for the prostitutes, and for the orphans. I want to do everything in my power to better their situations. And to feel that way is good, but we can’t forget the intention behind our actions.
This trip isn’t about me, what I have to offer, or what I have to say, this trip is about Jesus. The world doesn’t me- the world needs Jesus. They need to see that he is real and moving, that he is good, and wants to be a very real part his children’s lives. My Jesus sees that the sparrows are clothed and fed; think how much more he cares for his children.
So, I still don’t know exactly what we will be doing, but I know that wherever we are and whatever we do we will be flooding the city with the goodness of the Holy spirit. We will go where he leads, say what he says, and do what he does. I just want the world to know that God is good, all the time.

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