Two things

C.T. Studd wrote...
"Some wish to live within the sound of Church or Chapel bell. I want to run a rescue shop within a yard of Hell"
From "In a Pit with a Lion on a snowy day"...
"Has the Church turned into a bunker where we seek shelter when we're actually called to storm the gates of hell?"
I read those today and it got me thinking. Am I within a yard of hell going forward? Or am I hiding, out of the line of fire?

If I'm being honest I'm hiding.

Look we're told to put on the full armor of God. Warriors didn't put on armor to sit back and wait for something to happen. They were attacking, advancing.
That's what I want to do. I'm tired of sitting in the bunker.
I WANT TO STORM THE GATES OF HELL!!!!!

It's time!
Who's with me?!

In Him,
Robert




We just returned from an incredible trip to AZ to work with 3:18 Ministries on the San Carlos Apache Indian Reservation. Here are some pictures of our trip...


Between balloon animals, painting outdoors in 112° heat, water games, sharing with a man deep in depression, spraying our hair orange, talking with a teen who has no one to talk to, playing on playgrounds, keeping promises...It was a great trip. If you are not signed up to get our e-mail updates, comment and let us know! Please keep our family and these faces in your prayers! We are all seeking...

What a day...

This morning I posted this on Facebook.
"A man[Manuel] came to the door looking for help. He lost his job, the person he was renting a room from up and moved and took/threw out his belongings, his daughter is on Sec. 8 housing so he can't stay with her without jeopardizing her housing.
He needed a place to stay for the night. I sent him to a motel to find out if they had a room. On the way back he put an application at the .99 cent store. When he came back, they did have a room, we paid for a night.
He was so happy he started to cry. He wanted to shake my hand and when I did he grabbed it and kissed it.
He said he talked to some other Churches but they couldn't help.
He sat down, looked up at the sky and prayed for help. A guy came up and told him to go to Knott Ave. Christian Church because "they Care there."
Today was a good day"

Well here is an update on Manuel.
He came to Community Assistance to get food and when Jim talked to him, he accepted Christ as his personal Savior.
A good day indeed!

Later in the afternoon I got a phone call from a friend who is a missionary on the San Carlos Apache Reservation in Arizona. He told me that a kid, Donny, I knew from a few years ago. Actually I taught him how to do a magic trick. Was hit by a car and killed this morning. Donny was deaf and involved in gangs.
The day isn't so good any more.

Kids like Donny are the reason Liz and I are being called to the Reservation. And guys like Manuel are the reason I'm here at Knott Ave. now.

Robert