Monday, October 20, 2008

the clothes we wear, the miles they travel

Do you ever look yourself in the eye at night, maybe after taking your contacts out, getting ready to brush teeth and read that book you can't wait to get back to. Do you ever think "I had no idea when I put these clothes on this morning how crazy this day would be." You get back home that night and your once fresh and laundered clothes are wrinkled, warm and warn. Perhaps tell tale signs indicate where you've been, perhaps not. Maybe it's just the person inside them who carries the transformation the day has brought.

Obviously today was one of those days for me. It was very much like how I experienced our street outreaches in Budapest. At the beginning of the outreach as we'd gather in the park, just a rag tag bunch, to pray and plan inevitably I'd think "there's no way something amazing is going to happen today. Everything today is just so...ordinary." Inevitably, it would be anything but ordinary.

Tonight, another rag tag bunch gathered to commune under the auspices of Jesus. At Brasil, an uber hip coffeehouse in Montrose, over the music, airplanes and traffic and in the near dark of the patio 11 of us (strangers to each other for the most part) gathered. It was transformational. It's amazing what God can do with our 'just one cup of water and a little oil and flour.' With the little we have to give he can make miracles and as far as I am concerned he did that tonight. So thank You. God. You rocked it.


Love,
Cameron

1 comment:

mandy falgout said...

gosh, it sounds good and i wish i were there to take it in....