I've had the opportunity to listen to a couple of men tell their stories. These are quite broken men. They have big problems. As I listened, I thought of how to get them to think about eternity and hope found in Christ. I had some difficulty. I didn't want to say that Jesus would quickly fix all of their problems. But at the same time, we all wanted the gospel to be big and powerful and atractive and capable of handling their messes.
When I was reflecting about these diffrent exchanges, I was reminded of the parable of the Mustard Seed. I hadn't really internalized it before. The Kingdom of God didn't have much apeal to these men now. It seemed small, far off, not so powerful. It takes faith, that is expecting hopefully what isn't currently there, to see a massive tree when you look at the tiny seed.
The End...?
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