It is hard to capture into words what happened these past two weeks in Palatca. With the first group, a young church, in so much need for love, grace and truth, and a professor, servant leader in need of healing, the pbc team ministered to the lost, the unchurched. It was a healing time and a slower pace, for the pbcc and the commando team.
Then the New Generation arrived, the hungry for the Word, those who long for Grace to overwhelm the Law. Readily primed, no time to waste. We dove right into the academics of the biblical history and poetry. All the references make sense for us and move us, with rhythm and purpose.
Brian and his amazing team broke open the floodgates. With courage and honesty, we headed up the mountain: the weather report says it will be stormy. But our Guide is trustworthy, and the Rope will not break.
Psalm 142, Psalm 1, Psalm 4, Psalm 63, Psalm 23, Psalm 51, Samuel…
Children of Romania,
Daughters of Romania
without a voice
with stifled courage,
Climb up the mountain
Enter through the gate of honesty
and arrive at the first vista.
Be reminded
that the muscles will ache,
the hands will tremble,
the eyes will water,
but the pain of the journey
is a thousand times better
than the pain of fear, stuck at the base.
Children of Romania
Daughters of Romania,
God is faithful. He will not forsake you.
He is legally bound to save you.
He is eager to hear your voice.
The rope will hold
The guide is kind and firm
Though the weather is unpredictable.
Behold,
the insight from the top of the mountain
The new perspective
A look into the future;
We shall live, taste and see
The new heaven and the new earth
While still here … while still climbing.
