Preaching the word

So, here is the facts. I have been going to church 7 years, not a seasoned christian but I know a thing or two, OK no more than 12. I am good at the stories in the Bible and get some of the meaning. I have read some of the Book of Mormon and parts of the Quran. I know God and love what he has done in my life. I believe that God has a purpose and that everyone of us has an obligation to know him and his son. I believe the Bible is a "how to" live a good life and that there is no fine print. There is no hidden meanings and that just because you attend church on Sunday that is not a free pass to live how you want the rest of the week. God sent his son down to this Earth to die, not just die, but he was tortured in order to fix the wrong done by Adam and Eve. No I am not complaining that you ladies owe us men our rib back. I am saying that we as creature made in the image of God owe him our respect and loyalty.

Why do I say this? Well as I work with the homeless and I get to know more and more people I hear so many different things. Why are we feeding the homeless when they can afford beer? Why do the homeless have cigarettes and yet they need toilet paper? I am not sure, but when I looked through the Bible I looked for the fine print on when we should not show love for our brothers and there is not.

This last week I almost made a mistake and allow false teaching enter our group. Through prayer I was able to see the full picture and I strongly believe that God blessed our group this last weekend for it. God never stops amazing me. Since we started this it has been one mistake after another. Yes, most of them where my mistakes, hey not all of them, but most of them. Yet God has continued to bless us. If we are created in the image of God and we are to follow Christ's example, than when we make mistakes do we hold a grudge or do we continue to love our brother?

I was asked this weekend if we ever see the good side in helping the homeless. I thought about this a long time. The answer is yes I do. Every weekend I get to serve with friends like Lisa and Stacy, or Tom and Stacey. Or all the new faces I get to share serving the homeless with. Or the times where I get to drive up to any stop and our campers look and smile because they know that we are there under the direction of God and we are there because of love. We are not there to gain self satisfaction that we help the poor, and we don't need a pat on the back. I believe that our campers have given me more than I will ever give them, I thank all of them for that. They love my children and my wife. They show respect and kindness to our friends that come out. So in a way they in turn are showing that they to have the knowledge on how God wants us to treat each other.

This last weekend I was reminded that we are missing something in our group. We are missing the most important thing we can do. That is to pull out the Bible and teach the word. Something so important and I have not been doing this. So, I plan on changing this mistake NOW. We can continue to feed the body, but without feeding the soul what good are we doing. I am ashamed that I was blessed with this gift of a wonderful ministry, yet I missed this important task. It's like I have been putting a band-aide on a wound that will never heal. So, for all of that I ask forgiveness in leading our group only half way.

So, I plan on taking this to the next step. Somehow I will be taking this to the next level. I will be starting a worship group that will be preaching the word. Yep, my wife is going to murder me now, because I wrote this and neglected to tell her, but after I get out of recovery I will be making plans to start such an important privilege.

I pray everyone has a wonderful week, and once again this blog is raw, no my wife did not proof read, so please forgive my writing skills.

God Bless