Mercy and Joy

The streets of North Baton Rouge are typically pretty busy but last Friday night things were quiet. Earlier in the evening three people had been shot between Plank Road and Choctaw so anybody who could stay inside did. As usual, our ICU (Inner City Unit) team thought it was a perfect night for outreach.

Although we didn’t see a lot of people, God gave us some very cool connections. We got to visit with a prostitute who has been sporadically attending Sunday service at Baton Rouge Dream Center. She may not have been quite as excited to see us as we were to see her, but God knows what He’s doing. Although we always intend our roses to bring joy, they occasionally bring conviction. We just trust God to work it out.

At the Top 10 Social Club we handed out roses and chatted with the patrons. For any of you who haven’t been, the Top 10 is an interesting club on Choctaw with some of the biggest bouncers I’ve ever seen. I’m not sure what all goes on in that place, but I suspect the people aren’t there just for the music.

On Sunday morning a woman showed up at Healing Place on Highland Road. Pastor Dino said hello and asked how we could help her. She burst into tears and couldn’t answer. We eventually learned that she had been at the Top 10 Friday night when we handed out roses. She looked at the rose, read the card and told her friend that they had to leave. She said, “If God sent the church up into this club, He’s trying to tell us something.” That’s how she landed in service Sunday morning, listening to Pastor Dino teach on joy.

This woman is not some horrible sinner that spends all of her time drinking in bars. She used to go to church and read her bible, but then something happened that just got her off track…she called it a downward spiral. I understand the downward spiral. I understand how things can get fuzzy; the lines between right and wrong get blurred by pain, circumstance and pressure. Bad decisions pile on top of each other until we forget that there’s a God who loves us jealously. We forget His mercy until He sends an outreach team into the very bar we’re sitting in; they smile, hand us a rose and tell us we’re not forgotten.

I am so grateful for God’s mercy. I’m grateful that His arm is not too short to save nor His ear too dull to hear. I’m grateful that, in the same way He reached into the pit and snatched me out, He is still snatching people into freedom today. And we get to be a part of it.

All glory to God!

Servolution Week

This week is Servolution at Healing Place Church. We are doing outreaches for the 10 days leading up to Easter and we're trying to make it all but impossible for people to go to hell in Baton Rouge.

Last weekend was phenomenal. I volunteered at New Beginnings (addictions ministry) on Friday night, then I went on ICU (Inner City Unit) outreach. Saturday morning I went to the House for Haiti extreme makeover and then to the Tigers Against Trafficking 5K run (I assure you, I was not a participant). Sunday morning we held our first Sunday services at the new HPC Arena and were near capacity for both services. Sunday afternoon I did a drive-by to see how our second set of House for Haiti volunteers were doing. Of course, they were working like Hebrew slaves and loving it!

That was my weekend. How cool is our God?

In one weekend I got to: help people struggling with destructive behaviors, give snacks to cross-dressing prostitutes downtown, help with demolition on a house that will provide tens of thousands of dollars for aid in Haiti and help bring awareness to victims of Human Trafficking. And, I got to see people flood the alter at Healing Place and make Jesus their Lord and Savior.

Again, how cool is our God?

I am so blessed and so humbled that God allows me to be a part of everything that goes on at my church. The opportunity to be a healing place for a hurting world is so far beyond anything that I deserve. (Truthfully, anything short of burning in eternal fire is beyond what I deserve.) I am so grateful that God allows me to see what He's doing in His people.

Thank you for sharing this journey with me. All glory to God!