What’s it mean?

I wonder what it means to be thinking that working with a group of people that I used to, what’s the word fear or was very uncomfortable with, means. I in fact would like to work with them, which is a very cool thing to me. Matthew 25 has this to say about what happens whenever this whole world is over, check it out.

“For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home. I was naked, and you gave me clothing. I was sick, and you cared for me. I was in prison, and you visited me.”

The thing is if I happen to get an interview at any of the numerous places that I have applied to I will get to do just that, but the place that I applied to last night especially intrigues me. It’s called HIPPS. This outreach to people who work the streets in DC and who have addiction issues as well as health issues or potential health issues would put me squarely in a position to reach to the ones who hurt the most who have the least and who need someone to be salt and light to them. Will I preach them a sermon if I get the job and tell them the Romans Road, not necessarily. I will live my faith out by doing. By helping and reaching and not condemning. It’s not my job to condemn or even judge people who don’t have faith in Christ.
In fact we are not the judge of anyone. We can look at people that have faith and see their fruit but passing judgment on who fits and who doesn’t and who belongs and who doesn’t isn’t our place. God is the final judge. What we are called to do is be salt and light. To be like Christ. To reach to give and to love. Jesus was the friend of sinners.

So what’s that mean to all the stuff that I was, what about my calling to youth and young adults, how does that fit. I’m not sure. I just know that I want to do something that reaches to people who are sick and hurting and have lost everything. Because that’s me, I have a sneaking suspicion though that thats more than just me. I believe that if all of us Christians were honest with ourselves we would see that it’s all of us.We are all sick and hurting and perhaps we haven’t lost everything but trust me when I say this it happens much easier than you think, especially when you think you have it all together, especially when your pride or in my case of course my pride keeps me from asking and seeking and even knocking.

Hope this helps someone else it is helping me.

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