Pressure

Sometimes I put way more pressure on myself than is necessary.
When I became a "missionary" I had this idea that it was going to be the most difficult thing I have ever done.
Well, in a way it is. Let me explain, no there is too much, let me sum up.
We had our first ministry team in this week and the first day on the reservation we started working on a house for an elderly couple. Tory drove the truck with the trailer so I went to pick up the three Apache men who work with us. I picked them up with my Jeep. Their eyes lit up. Boyo said " let's drive up into the mountains, Tory can handle the building." Man was I tempted. I said no and we drove to the work site. We spent 3 hours working with a group from Kansas. Laying out the footings and digging holes for the piers. Afterwards the group was going to get cleaned up because we were going to have "Bible Club" that afternoon. The guys said lets take the back roads to their houses. I said yes. Actually I said YES! Anyway we had a great time. They took me to where they have "Sunrise" celebrations. They showed me a lot. Places I would never go by myself. We agreed that we would go up into the mountains later on. I can't wait.
Well my point about ministry not being "hard" is that God opened these doors. God made it all happen.
Sometimes I forget that I'm not here to build houses or make people's lives better. I mean I try to do those things it's just that I'm here to help them draw closer to God. I hope this made sense to you. If you have any questions or I confused you, please tell me so I can clear it up for you.
Better yet, why don't you come for a visit? We would love to have you!
Robert

First Team!

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Building the foundation

First World Problems

I got a text today from a homeless guy I know, I'll call him Ronnie.
Ronnie said he was thinking about suicide, and asked me if he killed himself, would he go directly to hell. And what is hell?
How on earth could I answer that in a text? I did what I could, but all I could think was WOW!
I had just got back from the reservation where we started working on a home for an elderly couple. Tory, three young Apache men and I spent a couple hours leveling out the build site. I kept thinking what a great day it was.
Then all of a sudden, boom! Everything gets blown up.
I usually write here and come to some conclusion. Write something that makes some sense of what happened.
I'm sorry, not today. Today I don't know what to say. I think I'll do some praying and thinking. Then I'll do some more praying and thinking. Then maybe, just maybe I'll come up with something.
Robert