Lest We Forget…

As has become the norm, it’s been a busy week.  So I don’t have a lengthy epistle to share tonight, just a little reflection.

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The news is full of terrors and pop culture is full of desperate self-worship.  But if you seek Him, you will find him.  I was reminded of this powerfully in church today.  We had a guest speaker.  Or rather, speakers.  Twenty-three young men and their leader from an Appalachian rehab facility called Chad’s Hope sang praise choruses and began to testify, one after the other, about being redeemed from addiction, bad choices, family abuse, and felonies.  Of falling in love with Jesus.  They sang simply, in unison, with no fancy harmonies or arrangements and just two of them on guitars for accompaniment.  It was the sweetest music.  To watch a group of self-confessed drug addicts sing the words “My chains fell off, I’ve been set free”, to see them stand at the altar as prayer warriors, unashamed and waiting to pray with those who are still walking in the path of despair… there is nothing to do then but shout out in praise to a God who works such miracles in us ordinary, everyday humans!

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