Friday, September 25, 2015

Without Ceasing...

The other night I woke up repeatedly.  No, it wasn't an old man thing.  I'm not there yet.  I think it was the Lord who kept interrupting my sleep.

And, no, I didn't here Him speak.  Didn't feel His touch.  It wasn't a wind coming through my window.  Each time I woke it was to pray. 

Pastors carry burdens for the sheep in their flocks.  When they hurt or are straying it weighs heavily on our hearts.  It's not something we can easily block from our minds, although that's probably not what we should be doing anyway.

I don't remember everyone I prayed for while lying in bed that night.  But I remember there were several.  And they don't know I prayed on their behalf.  That's not important. 

24/7 is this calling.  Sometimes the shepherd has to sleep with one eye open, so to speak.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

A Lesson from California's Redwoods

Every Christian needs to be connected in a healthy local church.  It can't be an option.  Here's one reason why.