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I usually only throw stuff on this blog site that messes with my heart.  The following text message I received earlier today is no exception:

“Right now I’m watching a lady on Hospice care.  She only speaks Spanish but she looks just like MA (previous lady she took care of -MDP-) did.  She’s at the stage where she’s not eating or drinking much anymore.  I held her hand and prayed for her…mostly for peace.  She looked up into my eyes and gripped my hands as I prayed. Then she settled down and fell asleep.  I love my job!”

This is probably very embarrassing to Traday, that I’ve fronted her out like this, but this is the business of the Kingdom, which is rarely flashy.  But, it is the conviction to bring life and hope where death, decay and hopelessness exist.  Getting on with the family business even though it cost me personally.  Making the choices for the greatest, even though it may not “feel” good right at this very moment.  I think sometimes that we are too in our head, too many dreams, and too many whimsical expansions of what works for me and my calling, instead of the courageous fortitude that just does what has to be done.  Jesus came to the fishermen while they were fishing.  He came to the adulteress while she was working.  Matthew was doing his thang when Jesus called him to the business.  Not too much navel gazing when the King was walking the planet.  Other than the Baptist, no one was waiting around for another word or for the specifics and safeguards for their future; and even at that, John had put hands to what he knew he had to do.  Of course we want the mountaintop and lots of clarity, but that is no guarantee of having an express lane to the front of the line.  Of approximately 3 million people who crossed the Red Sea, saw signs and wonders, lived in a miraculous charged atmosphere, only 2 guys entered into promised destiny!  Of course we want the dream, but what are we being faithful with today?  I think the test is serious whether it is little or much.

-MDP-