1 Chronicles 28:20
“Be strong and courageous, and do the work. Do not be afraid or discouraged, for the Lord God, my God is with you…”
Another week goes by. Another Sunday I sit and can barely believe the direction we head. One step, one moment one breath at a time we proceed in spite of fear and fatigue.
Last week was the first of many Tuesdays at Hope Center Indy. Last Friday we again held chapel service for the women of the Volunteers of America Fresh Start program in downtown Indianapolis. This week we look to extend yet again. We work through complicated scheduling and uncertainty. We wrestle internally with inadequacy and sorrow. At the end of each day, David and I stare blankly at each other and cannot find the words to define the day. We simply marvel at a God who allows us to share in the work.
Another week as their stories become a part of ours. Another door opened, another scale falls from our eyes, another reason we can never turn back. We hear them sing, we let them cry. We get to be a part of their recovery and they are among the most refreshing parts of our day. Gone is pretense. They can’t afford the walls the rest of us have built. They are raw and they are wonderful.
A girl asks for prayer, she just wants her kids to forgive her. A girl is abused as a pawn in her mother’s Satanic worship. A girl fears going home knowing her pattern of relapse. A girl wants her baby back but lives with the shame of the past. A girl is beaten by someone who should have loved her. A girl has been raped by her father. A girl has lost her husband to overdose…A girl recoils at kindness when hate is all she knows.
And yet… A girl sings with beauty and boldness, fully alive in her gift. A girl commits her life to Christ. A girl is hopeful. A girl presses in to moving forward. A girl embraces the God who sustained her. A girl holds tightly to forgiveness. A girl is baptized. A girl releases her past and grins about her future.
Take it in.
These girls are your neighbors. These girls are your sisters. These girls are in need of more than a government funded detox program or a well-meaning Christian handout. They need us to get over ourselves. They need us to stop worrying about things that don’t matter and get to work. They need to walk out into a community that doesn’t fear them…doesn’t judge them.
So many of you want to help. So many of you have offered support. We need it.
We need your prayer. We need your encouragement. We need your talent. We need your money. We need your time.
But they need more. They need foster parents who can weather the demons of addiction. They need a church family that is ferociously devoted to condition-less love. They need know that they are not alone in their brokenness. They need to know that Jesus stands up for us in the midst of an accusing world, and without flinching says “…Neither do I condemn you” (John 8:11) They need to see that in us.
The work is unfamiliar. The outcome is uncertain. The call is unmistakable: Be strong and do the work. In our case, we just show up and watch God work. Every time, It is a miraculous exposure of His power perfected in our weakness.
If I can require anything of you today, it is this: just show up.
Do the work you are called to do. Hold comfort and competence lightly in your hands and trust that God is with you. There is something more for you to do. There is a need. You have a purpose. Now you know.