I just want to say that I have some of the best friends in the world. It doesn't matter what crazy hour of the night I text them, they respond. They listen to my insane blubberings when I'm just certain that the entire world is out to get me and that I'm destined to live single for the rest of my life.
The other day something was said in church that really resonated with me....
Let me back up a little. Somewhere close to four weeks ago, my pastor got a call that his brothers house had completely exploded, and his nephew had gone to be with The Lord. He rushed to be with his brother and family and has since been with them, and just got home for yesterday's service. Since the initial accident Mike's (that's my pastor's brother) youngest son Riley (he has four children, but only two were living in the house at the time) passed away, and last week he lost his wife.
It has been a very devastating time for them, but they have pulled together and drawn close to The Lord as a family.
(This is some of the debris that was left of their house)
Now, back to where I am in all of this. For the week of Vacation Bible School we didn't have a missionary planned for the kids to raise money for, so we decided we would raise money for Mike's family- His entire house is just a crater, and everything he owned is gone, not to mention hospital and funeral costs. The kids were so amazing. They raised Somewhere around $870 dollars. Of course lots of this came from parents helping them out, but lots and lots also came from change they scrounged up themselves. It was such an amazing thing to watch them pour out their bags and jars of loose change for a family they don't even know.
While Pastor has been gone, my dad has been teaching the adults Sunday school class, and his best friend has been preaching the sermons. He'd been giving an update on Pastor's family and all, and he mentioned that Yes, we need to take all our worries and hurts to Jesus, but it's good for people to be there too.
He told a story of a little girl who was afraid of monsters under the bed. Her parents told her to not worry, and go to sleep, because Jesus would be with her. The little girl looked up and said
"I know. But sometimes I need Jesus with skin on."
Wow.
That was really cool to me.
As Christian's, we all have Jesus living inside us.
We are his, bought and paid for.
We need to be Jesus with skin on to people who are struggling.
This last couple of weeks my friends have been Jesus with skin on to me, and a huge thank you goes out to them, because I know I must be pretty annoying at 1 am.
Is there anyone you can be Jesus with skin on to as this new week is starting?
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