Sunday, May 1, 2011

Bread for the Journey


I fought back unexpected tears as I stepped over the threshhold of this home.  One sees photos of people living in shacks or one may even pass them by when travelling, but to actually step into one, is something I've never really thought about.

Our daughter, with her family, lives in Indonesia where they serve with a non-profit organization. When we went to visit them recently, she took me to this home (their neighbors) to take some things for the new baby. In this shack lives a woman, her daughter, about 6 teenagers/young adults and now a newborn baby. They told my daughter that their home (another island  - where they come from) is many days away by ship. To have them understand how far Canada is, she told them that it is about 2 months away by ship! They were shocked.

In reflecting about this my daughter wrote, "Really, that's not very far ... when I think about where Jesus came from. He left perfection, absolute beauty, endless love, holiness, streets of gold ... and came to sin, filth, hate, brokenness and walked these dirt roads with sandalled feet. How far He came."

I've been thinking about this. We just celebrated Easter and the fact that Jesus came from heaven to walk on this earth and die for our sins, so that we can live in the home He is preparing for us.  How far am I willing to go to let others know of the hope they can have? God is no respecter of people. He loves us all. No matter what mess we live in, He invites us to come to His banquet table. 

"Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him and he with me." Revelations 3:20

Jesus paid the price.



10 comments:

  1. So thankful for the reminder that my beloved Savior went the distance for me. Love your blog!

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  2. Very touching! Oh how He loves you and me. May God continue to use your family who are serving overseas and loving into the lives of the people in Indonesia. May we all share this great message in our own neighbourhoods.

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  3. Jesus paid it all ...all to him I owe! Thankyou for sharing this story Anneliese. We just heard again in church how Jesus' disciples never recanted speaking the truth about what Jesus did.

    I want to be bold to speak the name of Jesus too.

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  4. Thank you for the reminder yet again, of the sacrifice the Lord made for us and the resurrection power available to those of us who have accepted Him as Saviour, to live a renewed life exemplifying to others Christ's love and power through His Holy Spirit in us.

    Kathy from Ontario

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  5. He is the picture of ultimate love, sacrifice and humility - coming from Glory to live and suffer on this earth. Praise God for the resurrection that bridged that huge distance between God and men.

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  6. Just got home from a Youth Weekend service at our church, Second Baptist, in Houston, Texas. The teenagers who spoke were all talking about taking a stand for Christ. What a beautiful blessing our children are. They were all ordinary kids, taking a bold stand for Christ.

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  7. THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR STORY IT IS A BEAUTIFUL THING AMEN

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  8. Beautiful thoughts - I so glad He lives in my heart! Thank you for this blog!

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  9. I love your daughter's words, Anneliese.
    How much we have to be thankful for. Sometimes we don't even recognize the reality of the world removed from ours until we literally "step into it".

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