Bernie

I feel particularly burdened for the lost today.

I met a homeless man named Bernie while I was driving home from Walmart.  He was wet and cold looking in this dreary, raining weather and had a bad limp.  My heart felt so saddened by his condition and I all at once felt helpless.  I want to work with homeless people one day and yet how can I do that when I feel helpless and overwhelmed?  I want to do inner city ministry, yet I feel so inadequate. After talking to him, as I was driving home, I felt especially burdened for him and others who out in this world that we pass by daily, who are lost.  Why aren't we braver and bolder?  A lot of things are swimming around in my head right now, but the biggest thing I wonder is if I wanted to come here to become apart of a homeless ministry one day, how is it that I am supposed to do that when I can't even help one homeless man.  I mean, yes, I did everything I could do, but there is so much more that could and should be done.  I don't know. 

My prayer today is for the lost...people we know, people we don't know, people we love and people we don't particularly love...though we should.  Even the homeless man and the murderer need Jesus.  We are all sinners and NO ONE does good, so we have been saved by grace and by our prayers, the power of the Holy Spirit, and the work of Christ the unrighteous can become righteous in the light of Christ.  The unlovely become lovely.