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World Impact Day



     Somebody told me that it was supposed to start warming up... I listened and didn't check before leaving the house, William and I both "teeth-chattered" our way into church for "all school worship" this morning!! It's NOT warm yet, but I will enjoy these last days of chilly weather -- I know the summer IS coming!! LOL

This morning I had the awesome, holy experience of worshipping corporately with our school body. It's our "world impact day" as we prepare to send off hundreds of upper school students, faculty and parents literally around the world for a week of sharing the love of God with those lost and hurting. 

"...for the Son of Man came to seek and to save those who are lost." Luke 19:10

As I sat looking down at hundreds of young kids ranging from chubby-cheeked preschoolers and gangly middle schoolers to (slightly) more polished, about-to-enter-the-world seniors, all participating and praising God together... I was moved to tears of thankfulness and awe at our great God and His love and care for each of His children"! What an honor and an incredible blessing to be a part of this student body and family of Christ!! 

 ::THIS is where it is at! Loving Jesus and living purposefully in His will is what MATTERS!::
All the drama, frustrations, daily tedious tasks and heartache of life fades to background noise when we are focused on Him and loving Him!

We had the priviledge of hearing pastor sayeed's (the American pastor who has been imprisoned in Iran for his faith for over a year.) sister speak, she is a young woman of grace, who loves and lives out her passion for Jesus and you could sense The Lord speaking through her. Her story of everyday living and sharing the gospel challenged me. She then ended with a call to "..come sit at the feet of Jesus, you must love Him FIRST with all of your heart, and then go love your neighbor, we need to have a Mary heart...He has a plan for each of you, sit at His feet and learn His heart. He longs to share His heart with us.."

This message is some of what I've shared in recent blogs and I feel The Lord is emphasizing it again for me -- for us. How He loves and longs for us and a deep relationship with us. Is that not incredible?

Come and sit at His feet and learn who He is and what His heart is for the world and for us... 

“Come to me, all of you who are tired and have heavy loads, and I will give you rest. Accept my teachings and learn from me, because I am gentle and humble in spirit, and you will find rest for your lives. The burden that I ask you to accept is easy; the load I give you to carry is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30 NCV)

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