But I take a little pill, once a day, and wham — I can think about other people. I think I’m okay. I can sit and relax and fall asleep. I can be on the air, do something stupid, like I do daily, and move on. Happens to the best of ’em, you know? One little pill, and I’m a better person.
And that, friend, is the disturbing thing. As a Christian, I’m uncomfortable with purely mechanistic explanations for our behavior. Friends say, “What’s the struggle? Taking this pill is just like taking Tylenol for an ache.” But no. No, it’s not. I take this pill, and I’m morally better. I’m not kidding…”
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This doesn’t have to do with what Trent or Cynthia were writing about, but I’m just sayin: I heard about the wedding you were at, and they served alcohol at it. Did you know that?
A moving post from Brant Hanson. I wonder what would happen if we were to just do what God asked us to instead of doing what we think is important?
…A few years later, he went back to India. Kumar took his vacation from Sun, and headed over… with no plan. He just went door-to-door, and told people about Jesus.
The first day, 45 people decided to become Jesus-followers. How’d THAT happen?
“I don’t know. I just went door to door, and neighbors would introduce me to others, and I was amazed.”
Kumar still takes his vacations, two weeks a year, and heads to India. But things have grown. From those first 45, and from his trips over the past seven years…
More than 100,000 conversions. 139 communities. More than 100 pastors. Model orphanages for children suffering from AIDS Schools for Dalit children, the lowest-of-the-low in India. Shelters for little girls, now rescued from prostitution. Food. Medicine. Jesus…