Yesterday was one of those days.
One of those days you’re startlingly reminded that God has a real enemy, and he hates you. I arrived to church yesterday and, for no reason at all, my back went out. I could hardly stand. On the way into the building, my daughter was nearly run over by someone fleeing the police. After church, someone hit my car. After I got home, my son and I stayed up half the night because he couldn’t stop coughing. I didn’t sleep.
And yet, it was also one of those days that you’re wonderfully reminded that God wins, and his victories are better than you can possibly imagine. We had more people respond to the gospel than ever. After some folks laid hands on me and prayed, God healed my back and I preached four services and taught a class. Emails and texts were waiting in my inbox to encourage me.
Here are my conclusions:
- The devil is real.
- The Bible is true.
- Jesus is victorious.
- God still saves.
- God still heals.
- The work remains.
I’m a super big jerk, everybody. I don’t deserve his grace. I just deserve the back pain. God’s crazy, as far as I can tell. Crazy good. Crazy kind. Crazy patient. Crazy powerful. And crazy determined to bring His Kingdom to this little patch we call Boston.
The work remains. Carry on.2