This year I am Joseph. No, I am not really Joseph, I am Mauricio Arenas. My wife really is Mary. Well, she’s Maria but that is close enough. Our daughter, Esperanza, gets to play the role of Jesus.
I may not be able to help them all, but I can help this one.
It is really easy for me to get on here and write about the hundreds of scriptures that command us to show love for the destitute. It is much harder to live it out in real life.
If racing against mere men makes you tired, how will you race against horses? If you stumble and fall on open ground, what will you do in the thickets near the Jordan? (Jeremiah 12:5) Read: Jeremiah 12:1-14:10, 1 Thessalonians 1:1-2:8, Psalm 79:1-13, Proverbs 24:30-34 Relate: It has been a rough couple days. A teacher friend back in the States as…
We try so hard to cover it, to hide it. Still He sees. Still He loves.
As crowded as these homes probably already were, I watched over and over again these kind and loving citizens open their homes to those who had been evicted (on pain of death) from theirs. I cannot but help compare the response of the western world that has such a greater capacity and yet continues to keep their doors closed.
The hardest ones to love are often the ones who are not so different…
Where was the Church when Aleppo fell?
Oh the weather inside is frightful…
What if it isn’t safe? Does that change our responsibility? Should that change our actions?