“and Abraham calleth the name of that place `Jehovah-Jireh,’ because it is said this day in the mount, `Jehovah doth provide.’” -Genesis 22:14. (YLT)
My heart is in the streets. I have said those words to so many people in my life, over and over. And it is true. There is nothing more fulfilling in this life to me than seeing the pure, untainted love of Christ in the faces of those He told us to serve and have compassion for. Next to fly-infested dumpsters and urine-stained walls, beneath bridges and overpasses, on uncomfortably barred park benches, within the judgmental eye radius of passers by and injust police officers—these are the places I have encountered God the most. Every fabric of my being screams out to Him as if in a foreign tongue that I cannot describe. Wherever He leads, I want to follow, and I have been lead to cracked sidewalks, overpasses, tent communities in parks and in the woods, and dingy gutters next to crack hotels. The Kingdom of Heaven is so upside down from the social norm.
I have taken up this calling to serve Jesus in the ‘least of these,’ but every time I have been able to provide a homeless man, woman or child with food, conversation, money, clothing, or a warm embrace, I feel that I am the one being served. The Spirit of God has met me and I have met Him in the most unconventional places and circumstances. The greatest desire of my heart is to minister and be ministered to by our homeless brothers and sisters. And by ministry, I mean pure, unadulterated and unconditional love and service to every person I encounter. 37And Jesus said to him, `Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thine understanding —
38this is a first and great command;
39and the second like to it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself;
40on these — the two commands — all the law and the prophets do hang.’
(Matthew 22, YLT)
I have dreams, visions, plans, and ideas as to what this type of ministry looks like and how I will accomplish it, but the most important thing I keep in mind is to just do it and trust in the Lord to provide a way. This is all I aspire to do with the life I have been given—and that is to give it back to the One who gave it to me.
My wife and I have been drawn to Texarkana recently, and I truly feel—by prayer, faith, and opportunities that have arisen suddenly and seemingly out of nowhere (though I know where)—that that is where we are supposed to be for this upcoming season of our lives. I am currently waiting on a second interview for a stocking position at a warehouse to help establish a steady foundation for my wife, kids, and I to set ourselves up on as we move close to seven hours across the giant state of Texas. This, however, is not me trying to take the reins from God, but just another way He is providing for our transition. We are walking with Him, and he is holding our hands every step of the way. Seriously… the availability of this job opened up yesterday, I felt the need to apply last night, and received a call this morning saying they were interested in hiring me. As I said, Jehovahjireh.
Please pray for us in this transitional period. I have complete faith that God will provide, it is only a matter of meeting Him where He’s at. What this means for The Foxhole Project is we are taking steps closer and closer to being able to serve the Kingdom on a full-time and larger scale basis. Not sure how it all will happen, I only know that it will. I trust my Dad.
“Roll unto Jehovah thy works, And established are thy purposes” -Proverbs 16:3 (YLT)