Subscriber Update 2.10.25
The Ruthless Elimination of Hurry
Another full and demanding week has come and gone, and I walk away from it rejecting the spirit of hurry—choosing instead to do what is before me, what is good and true, and what can be completed fully today.
I believe in long projects. I accept that piece by piece, crumb by crumb, the work comes together—not in a straight line, but in something of a scrum, shaped by the God who refuses to let me be bored. Alleluia to Jesus.
But I find myself behind.
It is Tuesday morning. I am off to a circuit meeting, bringing with me a fully prepared missionary outreach plan—a vision to bring the Gospel to our city this April as part of a larger Synod-connected project, a simple and direct explanation of Christianity for those who do not know it. But this email was supposed to go out yesterday, and…
This email is my payday…..
A day late for me means feeling both guilty and irrationally worried that my daily bread will be snatched away by ravens and rats.
It is a silly thing, this human heart—so quick to doubt, so incapable of trusting the God who put us here. But I will not stop believing.
Everything I write, I write so that I might believe it all the more.
I am tired of the liars. I am tired of the half-truths. I am tired of men who claim to be for God but are not. I am done worshiping mammon, for greed is idolatry.
And therefore, I thank you—you who support my family as we walk this road. That we have food before us, a warm house over our heads—not a mansion, but a home. Small enough, weak enough, that my children must learn to share.
And that is a good thing.
We fight a battle far more beautiful than we can now see. And yet, with the eyes of faith, indeed—yes, we do.
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All thanks be to God