Some one recently asked me if I was afraid of this mission that God has been pushing me to do. Am I afraid of being away from home for 11 months? Am I afraid of THAT part of Africa? Am I afraid of getting some diease? Am I afraid of all the shots I have to take?
The honest answer is that yes, sometimes I am fearful. Sometimes I lay awake and pray that God takes my anxiety away as I remember what I signed up for. Sometimes I think- is it worth it?
But the answer smacked me right in the face as I sit in church during this holy week. Its good Friday and I’m watching the LIFE missions youth group practice their “good Friday skit”. One youth plays the devil, one youth plays Jesus, one youth plays a lost christian, and several others play parts of sin. Each youth has a name on their shirt tonight.
drugs
alcohol
lust
fear
wicked
The names of the sins that sometimes define us as the broken ones. The ones who are clearly not trusting God enough others claim. As the sinful youth corrupted the lost Christian in this skit something suddenly happened- Jesus appeared. He fought the battle for the lost Christian and embraced her for who she is, broken.
We are all broken people, lost in a world that is unforgiving, and brutal at times. Yet we say yes to Gods call to use these broken people. From the ashes we rise up with a bible in our hand and the holy spirit pulsing through us.
Jesus said yes one good Friday years and years ago. He was broken and beaten and paid the ultimate sacrifice for our sins. So now I say yes too. I say yes to the impossible and the terrifying. In the end Jesus paid it all for your sins, my sins, everyone’s sins. So that after this life time we can have eternal life through him.
Jesus never promised that life would be easy but he did promise it would be worth it. He paid it all for us to have eternal life. There maybe times in our lives when we fall, when we break. But Jesus paid it all so that we can say yes to God and live a life worth living. A life like Christ.
