Feb 062012
 

Two of the hearts we handed out Saturday

Last Saturday we handed out heart signs, a way of sharing God’s love with people who are struggling with tough times. What we did is we made signs, staked them in their yard, and then ran away. The fruits of that work have begun showing up. Here is what it meant to Wayne , and you can see Ben’s mom Sally commented about how much her’s meant to her. This is what it meant to Sue, Kate’s  mom. There’s one story you won’t read on Facebook, though, and I want to share that with you.

Michael was on the list to receive a heart, but I needed his address, so I asked one of his friends from his church to get it to me, as I was planning the routes. She said she would get it to me, but when it was time to leave Saturday morning I still had not received her email. I checked, but it wasn’t there. It was time to go, so I googled his address and off I went to church.

Before we left church with the signs we prayed for God to give us thoughts, images, or ideas that might guide us. Among other things, one of the people praying was given the word “Rottweiler.” We made note of that, along with the others, I gave Michael’s address to the group headed that way, we loaded up two signs per person receiving them, and we were off.

Later that day, after the signs had all been distributed, the email with Michael’s address finally arrived. It was time stamped 12:04 a.m. that morning, but it hadn’t arrived until the afternoon. Figuring the ship had already sailed, I didn’t read the email until Monday morning, at which time I discovered Michael had moved. We had put the hearts in someone else’s yard. Afraid we had upset someone, I jumped in my car and drove to that house to collect the signs and put them in Michael’s real yard.  I had a conference call in seventy minutes, and I knew I would not have time afterwards, but I figured I could make it if I left right then. On the way, I stopped by the church to grab two more signs, on the off chance that something had happened to the others.

When I pulled up to the house, I didn’t see any signs, so I suspected I owed someone an apology. I was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt and cargo pants, but I decided to ring the doorbell anyway and fess up. It turns out that the woman who lived there had been up late Friday night wrestling with a dilemma. She went to bed Friday night praying for God to give her a sign. She woke up the next morning, and there were two signs from God in her yard.

“I went to bed asking for a sign,” she said, “and when I woke up there were two!” She thanked us immensely, and told me what a blessing these signs were, and I could tell that she and her family had been well and truly blessed by them. Then, she jokingly said her dogs were being fired from their guard duties.

“Is one a Rottweiler?” I asked.

“How did you know that?” she answered.

So I told her about that, and then she asked about our church, and I told her about that too, and then I asked her if we could pray for anything else. She shared that her husband is struggling about what career path to take, and could we please pray for that? So we did. We held hands and prayed right there, in her front yard, me and this woman I had never met before and her six year old daughter.

I don’t know what happens next. There are two things I do know:

  1. I am going to keep in touch with her.
  2. This was all God.

This wasn’t me being a pastor with super powers. It was God who did this, God who made that email late, God who gave us the vision of a Rottweiler, God who made me wait until today to go, and God who made me go right then by making me think I had a conference call when I really didn’t (I had forgotten it was cancelled this week).

In case you were wondering, Michael did get his sign. I think. I left her house, following the directions, and I put two signs outside what I think is his house, but I haven’t heard from him that he got them. Maybe that was the wrong house too. If it was, I’ll go back tomorrow and have a new adventure of heaven on earth. If so, I look forward to it, and I look forward to hearing your stories of how God is bringing heaven to earth in you and through you. So send them along, and we’ll celebrate together!

Podcast: Greatest American Hero

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Feb 052012
 

Do you remember the 80’s TV show The Greatest American Hero? It was about a teacher who was given a superpowered suit, but he lost the instruction manual. He blunders his way through being a superhero, solving crimes and saving people, but often does so without any real understanding of how he did it. He just figures it along the way. That is how most of us feel about our lives: we’re figuring it out along the way, and sometimes we feel like superheros, but we don’t know what we did, and we really wish we had a manual. Good news: God knows how it works, and God has given us a manual! From Isaiah 40:21-31.