Friday, June 15, 2012

the GO-spel.

"Go,"
Jesus said.

Go walk up the steps of the strange old lady 
who lives behind you, 
go get on a plane and fly to Egypt.

whichever direction suits you best, as long as you go,
with the Gospel on the tip of your tongue. 

today I ran 2 miles. 
i'm a terrible runner. i go really slow and sometimes stop and walk because my heart is about to beat out of my chest. 
but i run anyway,
because i want to live as long as possible.
i want to be a 90 year old lady on the mission field, 
telling Hindus that Jesus is the only God and worth
their lives. 
i want the Gospel to be coming out of my mouth with my dying breath.

Jesus came for sinners, 
Jesus came for sinners, 
Jesus came for sinners. 

everybody needs to hear it.