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Seeds that one day will grow

Julia showcases some SUMMAHTIME for ya'lls.
Julia showcases some SUMMAHTIME for ya’lls.

Yeah, I’ve got stories to tell you and ideas to share.

But, I also have adult things to do like probably buy a new car and maybe a new phone (maybe not. 2004, still a good year) and what not.

Anyway, I loved this article today. I loved it so much.

Move away from safety and security. Go the opposite direction as the American Dream, and see if you don’t breath a sigh of freedom as you go.

Haunting or haunting? I’ll let you decide.

Anyway, just read the posted-below prayer by Oscar Romero and think about it a little, especially if you’re in a rut or something. Is Oscar Romero the man? Yes. Would I name future-hypothetical children in his honor? Yes again.

Here, read this and see if you don’t agree:

It helps, now and then, to step back and take a long view.

The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts,
it is even beyond our vision.

We accomplish in our lifetime only a tiny fraction
of the magnificent enterprise that is God’s work.
Nothing we do is complete, which is a way of saying
that the kingdom always lies beyond us.
No statement says all that could be said.
No prayer fully expresses our faith.
No confession brings perfection.
No pastoral visit brings wholeness.
No program accomplishes the church’s mission.
No set of goals and objectives includes everything.

This is what we are about.
We plant the seeds that one day will grow.
We water seeds already planted,
knowing that they hold future promise.

We lay foundations that will need further development.
We provide yeast that produces far beyond our capabilities.

We cannot do everything, and there is a sense of liberation
in realizing that. This enables us to do something,
and to do it very well. It may be incomplete,
but it is a beginning, a step along the way,
an opportunity for the Lord’s grace to enter and do the rest.

We may never see the end results, but that is the difference
between the master builder and the worker.
We are workers, not master builders; ministers, not messiahs.
We are prophets of a future not our own.

Want to know one thing I’ve always loved? The great cathedrals in Europe. And not because they’re stunning and soaring and delicate and gigantic…but because they were created over the course of hundreds of years. So, the person who started never saw the ending. And the person who ended never saw the beginning. They built with hope in the future, trust in the past. And I just think that that’s a beautiful place to be.


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