Anger. That's what I felt on Monday. That anger turned into bitterness and sadness. Who do people think they are anyways...?
It's very hard to put in words what I experienced Monday, so bear with me. It started like any other regular Monday. I love Mondays. Monday is Wellhouse day. I get to be the hands and feet of Jesus as we go into the darkest places in Birmingham and be a light for Him, by ministering to women on the street, truckers, and anyone God brings are way.
Outreach was going really well. We got to minister with some truckers. They all confessed to be believers in Christ. One man said that he was real religious, but didn't really want to be prayed for. hmm. That just didn't really sit right with me. Well, we prayed for him anyways and went to share with other truckers. We share with them about the ministry, how we want to help get girls off the streets, and also pray with the truckers.
It was during this time we saw a girl, and she was angry. I haven't seen anything like her anger before. She said that she wasn't a prostitute, but was angry at us because we were keeping her from her customers.hmm. She yelled at us some more and then walked away.
We then went to a gas station nearby to see if we could talk to any of their patrons and pray for them. It was very quiet, too quiet. You don't understand, usually the gas station is happenin. People wanting prayer and what not. Well as you know, it's always quiet before a storm.
We walked back over to the truck stop and that's when we saw it. Not 1 but 2 transactions go down. The same angry lady from before got into the "religious" man's truck. The audacity. I was angry. I will not repeat some of the thoughts I had toward that man. I did want to take back my prayers "for safety on the road" though. I felt like He was laughing in God's face. I mean this was an older man, did he not have any children of his own? And where was God? Did we not just pray His presence on to the lot? Had we not claimed it as Holy Ground? Why did He not intercede as we had seen him do countless times before?
All I could think about was Psalm 37 the psalm I had read countless times the day before. Then the Lord led me to Ezekiel 33:11 today, nearly a week later which reads, "As surely as I live, declares the Sovereign LORD, I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but rather that they turn from their ways and live. Turn! turn form your evil ways!" So I pray for this trucker. That he may feel guilt and shame over his encounter that it will turn him to his knees for forgiveness. Oh, may he turn from his dead religion to a life giving relationship!
It's very hard to put in words what I experienced Monday, so bear with me. It started like any other regular Monday. I love Mondays. Monday is Wellhouse day. I get to be the hands and feet of Jesus as we go into the darkest places in Birmingham and be a light for Him, by ministering to women on the street, truckers, and anyone God brings are way.
Outreach was going really well. We got to minister with some truckers. They all confessed to be believers in Christ. One man said that he was real religious, but didn't really want to be prayed for. hmm. That just didn't really sit right with me. Well, we prayed for him anyways and went to share with other truckers. We share with them about the ministry, how we want to help get girls off the streets, and also pray with the truckers.
It was during this time we saw a girl, and she was angry. I haven't seen anything like her anger before. She said that she wasn't a prostitute, but was angry at us because we were keeping her from her customers.hmm. She yelled at us some more and then walked away.
We then went to a gas station nearby to see if we could talk to any of their patrons and pray for them. It was very quiet, too quiet. You don't understand, usually the gas station is happenin. People wanting prayer and what not. Well as you know, it's always quiet before a storm.
We walked back over to the truck stop and that's when we saw it. Not 1 but 2 transactions go down. The same angry lady from before got into the "religious" man's truck. The audacity. I was angry. I will not repeat some of the thoughts I had toward that man. I did want to take back my prayers "for safety on the road" though. I felt like He was laughing in God's face. I mean this was an older man, did he not have any children of his own? And where was God? Did we not just pray His presence on to the lot? Had we not claimed it as Holy Ground? Why did He not intercede as we had seen him do countless times before?
All I could think about was Psalm 37 the psalm I had read countless times the day before. Then the Lord led me to Ezekiel 33:11 today, nearly a week later which reads, "As surely as I live, declares the Sovereign LORD, I take no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but rather that they turn from their ways and live. Turn! turn form your evil ways!" So I pray for this trucker. That he may feel guilt and shame over his encounter that it will turn him to his knees for forgiveness. Oh, may he turn from his dead religion to a life giving relationship!
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