The day I gave my gloves to a voodoo priest...

The day I gave my gloves to a voodoo priest...

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“I would rather be a gatekeeper in the house of my GOD than live the good life in the homes of the wicked.”  (Psalm 84:10 NLT)
 

Loving others means loving all others.  Today I helped with the building of a wall.  I’m on a team dying to work, to make an advance.  But we were only working a portion of the wall.  Everything in me screams, “ Get a mixer.  Whistle the guys into action.  Let's go!"  The wall is for a kitchen that's coming and a water well that's almost complete.  I want to see progress, to get something done. It'll be better for them and I’ll feel better.

 
But this wasn't my day or my plan.  This day belongs to JESUS and HE just might want me to take all day long to mix a little concrete, bump shoulders with this guy who came to help.  I found out he’s a voodoo priest who lives with a lady who attends the Green Church in Onaville next door.  She believes and trusts in JESUS.  She’s told him that if they don’t marry, she is moving out.  He’s afraid to go into a Christian church service, fearing what The HOLY SPIRIT might do to him.  Maybe JESUS would speak to him while we worked.  
 
He was really picky about how we mixed concrete.  His hands were hurting, so I gave him my gloves.  The LORD is teaching me more about context.  What’s my call, responsibility, background before we met and what is his.  The context here: we may work together for 3-4 hours.  His story is hard, growing up in a house of voodoo and now living with a woman who believes in JESUS.  He faces hard choices of getting married to a Christian, which could cost him his income as a priest and relationships with his family or moving on, losing the woman he loves.
 
Fortunately, there's a pastor in this place who loves this priest, isn’t afraid of him and speaks with him about JESUS.  Today, we all just worked together on a wall that will protect the new water pump for this community.  Interesting that a guy from the other side wants to help, wants to be close and a part of what GOD is doing here.  While I would love to write some concluding, feel good end to this, the story is GOD is moving, but I have no idea how this one will end.  I’m learning to trust The LORD with my role, which for today was to be another believer who is here for a few days, to mix cement next to a priest JESUS is pursuing.
 
My role today was to work with him (for him, really) and give him my gloves.  I'd rather have called in a cement mixer to pour some concrete and be done...but maybe JESUS was up to something.  And maybe it is okay to not know all the details of what’s next, but to be okay with my small role…a gatekeeper in the House of my GOD.  

 

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