I spent this past Mothers’ Day just outside a township in Western Cape, South Africa. I was asked to speak at a church and give “a Mothers’ Day message”. All good, not a problem … until the pastor told me that there were three mothers in the congregation who’d lost their sons – killed in gang violence – since last Mothers’ Day.
I recently received a tragic email from a listener about his experience with several churches. Sadly, what he wrote is not an isolated occurrence. In my experience, it’s all too common. Here’s what he said …
Christmas rolls around with almost monotonous regularity doesn’t it? Even the ever more extravagant retail displays hardly raise an eyebrow these days. The thing I really struggle with is the gap … the huge gap between Christmas AD 2011 and Christmas circa AD 33.
That very first Christmas was such a humble affair.
Okay, so we can discover God right in the middle of the cut and thrust of life. But what about those quite times?
We’re so busy and connected these days – the gadgets, social media, entertainment choices – do we have time for unhurried, quiet fellowship with God? For many a Christ-follower the answer – let’s be blunt about this – is “No”.
How often have you found yourself praying for power – the power to overcome this hurdle or that obstacle or this one particular sin that just won’t go away?!
Dear Lord give me the power to overcome …. whatever it is. One of the more common prayers I would have thought. God … God I just need the power!