Journal Entry

I was pleased that Willimon inserted the words of Dr. King in his book. He is one of the most prolific figures in American and World history. He took the mirrors of injustice and forced those who criticized him for his tactics to look through them; seeing an unwavering truth. “Injustice for one is injustice for all.” A hope was ignited in Dr. King that the Church would one day recapture “the sacrificial spirit of the early Church” positioning it as the inner spiritual Church. I have great admiration for the voice and works of Dr. King. His optimism and hope is something which I too which to embrace. This week I unfortunately found myself so immersed in school work that my church work went a little neglected. I didn’t attempt to think outside of my proverbial box; trying to encourage this body of believers to change. How can I get them to understand that they must be willing to take risks and sacrifices to usher the Church into a new way of being. All of my hope in the Church is not lost, I too have a degree of optimism and I know that a change is coming. The change starts with me. One of the first things I want to accomplish is advancing my missionary work. To date, I have never traveled abroad, I have never had the opportunity to be exposed to other cultures and ideals. I think this exposure will help to propel me into the role of leader. It is always stated that we have to lead by example, and we can’t ask others to go, where we are not willing to go. One of the first initiatives at the church I would like to broaden are their missionary efforts. My experiences, will transcend into a shared collective experience. There is a sense of urgency for me, because there are so many ills which are plaguing the world. We n...

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...y. I doubt they will turn you away if you say, sorry, I’m not a pastor, I’m just a Reverend. My sister and her children has always been a sensitive topic for me. It is has always been difficult for me to separate my emotions from the situation. I get so angry that at times my words are filled with anguish and venomous despair. For some reason, I was able to respond differently. I didn’t find myself lost in emotion, but entrenched in thought. My thoughts were focused on Biblical as well as practical solutions to help her. As I spoke, I was unwavering in my convictions. The fear I once had diminished. I was no longer fearful of how she would respond to my words, but concentrated more on hearing from God and allowing Him to guide my thoughts and my words. I don’t know how receptive she was to my words, but she didn’t hang up. She listened; which is a start.