Author - Laura King
I awoke this morning talking to Jesus before I ever cracked an eye. I will be honest, most of my mornings don't start that way. I usually don't talk to Him until after my shower...I guess it's kind of like some folks morning coffee. It just takes a bit for me to get started in the morning but today was different.
I was asking Him to soften my heart and break any hardness that was trying to take root inside. Most of my life was spent with a hard, angry heart and now I quickly recognize when that hardness tries to creep back in. I never want to go back to the darkness that I once walked in.
Working, doing ministry at the Ministry Center is life altering and life giving but the enemy can take even a good thing and try to use it against you. We encounter all of humanity here. The rich, the poor. The upstanding citizen and the felon. The housed and the homeless. The hardened and the broken. The sober and the addicted. The churched and the godless. They...we all intertwine here.
Of the people groups I mentioned above, half of them are welcome everywhere in our community. The other half aren't welcome anywhere except places like the Conway Ministry Center. God has called us (the CMC) to walk in this grey area and unite people from both ends of the spectrum and some days...some days it's hard. Some days you get angry at the injustice. Some days progress made hits the reverse button. Some days the enemy whispers in your ear that it's somebodies fault or maybe you just aren't cut out for this and that little seed of bitterness gets dropped in the soil of your heart. Then there are days when it all comes to a head and you cry out to Jesus in the early morning hours.
As I drove my swollen-eyed self to campus this morning I decided to go visit the Storehouse Client Choice Pantry before I headed to the office. I stepped in to the intertwining that I spoke of above, people from all backgrounds and walks of life. I stepped into the volunteers praying over the clients that would be coming and themselves, asking God to help them see with His eyes.
I walked into the office and heard a client sobbing over a dire situation with her child. I made my way through the door and saw the case manager sitting with her on the couch, comforting her. The phones were ringing with people on the other end who need a helping hand and a little compassion.
In all of this God reminded me that He is here. He reminded me that I can't see everything. God is working on behalf of those that are cast down and unwanted. He is using people to reach into a hurting humanity and accept them where they are. He is using places like the CMC to do life with those that are hidden... to bring them into the light and out of the darkness.
So, today as I write, my heart is free. I pray that each time the enemy tries to whisper in my ear or is bold enough to yell in my face...I pray that I keep running to the One who freed me...the One who saved me...the One who loves me in spite of my faults and shortcomings.