So the countdown begins, or continues. It has been an interesting past few weeks. It has been different from what we expected and pictured. If you think about it though, its never really as we picture it, but this thing called life would be incredibly boring if we actually had all the control that we think that we want. We have a week left in our month doing this music ministry as Cinco Che with a few more organized ministry times. One thing that I have learned though, is that “ministry”, whatever that is…means living in love, walking in love, talking in love, laughing in love, because He is love. So, ministry happens when you are sitting at a bus stop in Costa Rica wondering which bus you are supposed to get on to go to the beach as a kind stranger strikes up conversation with you or when you sitting in a cab chatting with the taxi driver or sitting and chatting on a farm in the middle of Costa Rica surrounded by sheep and horses and cows eating mangos that the farmers picked.
And something I was reminded of yesterday as I was sitting and watching the Costa Rican scenery turn into Nicaraguan scenery is that we have moments. What I mean is that, God in all of His knowledge and wisdom and goodness, gives us moments, moments with people, moments in places, etc. It never lasts and its not supposed to last. And in my mind, I was suddenly whisked away to our time in Swaziland/South Africa, to a car ride that we were taking from Manzini, Swaziland to Pretoria, South Africa. We got in the van, and one of brothers from the Jan 07 Race got in and without skipping a beat, his first words to the driver were: hey man, do you know Jesus? Where do people get that kind of urgency, where they cut through all of the small talk? So, I am sitting on the bus thinking about this and then praying, ok Lord give me that kind of urgency. But then it hits me, this is a dangerous prayer. Cuz usually the way that this works is that when someone passes away you get hit with the truth of all of this. So, it didn´t surprise me when I sat down to check my email, to read in an email that someone in my life passed away. We have moments with people, friends, strangers, loved ones, a random old man sitting next to you on the train, a little kid selling chicle, how are you going to live, move, talk, walk in love?
