Worship

Worship.

I left worship tonight marveling at the bigness of God. Eric Simmons gave a stirring talk on evangelism. "Start the conversation," he challenged. "Sow intentionally in your community."

This weekend the gospel has been brought to the forefront of my heart and mind. It's amazing how rejuvinating that is to my faith. The gospel is so much bigger than the day-to-day stuff. When we live in light of it, we cannot help but be radically different from the world.

On the way back from dinner tonight, a homeless man asked us for money. I didn't have cash and used that as an excuse, as I often do. My friend pulled out a five and asked the man for his story. Finding work has been difficult, he said. He has a family.

"What's your name?" my friend asked.

"Pete."

"May I pray for you, Pete?"

"Please."

She prayed for God's provision in Pete's life and that Pete would be drawn to God's heart.

Why didn't I think of that?

Evidence of a changed life. Acting against one's fallen or even logical impulses. My friend admitted she doesn't react that way every time. But living in God's grace changes your perspective. For God does not punish us as our sins deserve. How often I forget. Remembering — and extending that mercy to others — is an act of worship.