We can change the world!....Right?

When I was younger I was lit with a fire, A fire to change the world for Christ.
When I was younger I wanted to tell everyone on this planet about what he had done for me.
I could picture myself standing in front of crowds of people preaching, or starting a huge ministry that would reach thousands. I told the lord that this is what I wanted.
then I waited.
I was waiting for my ministry to start, For the time to come when Christ would use me in big ways.

And every day that I waited I passed by the people around me without even smiling at them.
I mean after all I didn't have time for them right? I had a world to change. I had a nation to bring back to Christ. And all the while those same people were passing me by every day.

Is it wrong to want to change the world? No. But the reality is that the worlds not going to change.
its a lie that the church can bring the world back to God, This world is a sinful nasty place and we haven't changed it, we are not changing it, and we will not change it.

BUT!
We can change people. Or rather we cant change them but we can introduce them to the man who can.
Instead of looking to change the world we can look to change those living in the world around us.
And when you change someone they go on to change someone else and then someone else.
Pretty soon with the small change that you have made, a big change is being made in a family, in a community, in a state, in a nation.
All big changes start with little changes.

When people raise the cry of changing the world I just smile. Christ is the only one who can change the world. And he WILL change the world when he brings his new kingdom down from the heavens above to the heavens here and rules with his bride over the nations. But until then, our job is to make as man people possible a part of that bride.
So don't seek to change a sinful world that God is going to destroy. Seek to change people so they will not be destroyed with the world.

In a better place - Part two

     It was like stepping outside, but when he turned around he only saw more outdoors. Yet, James still had the distinct feeling that he had just stepped through a door into this place. He did not know where this place was, but that did not frighten him. If anything, the feeling he got from looking at the grass covered slopes around him gave him a feeling of....happiness. Intense happiness. More amazing was the fact that James did not feel pain any more. In all his short life he could not remember one time that the pain did not rack his small body. And now...nothing.
     "Hello James, remember me?" Turning, James saw Donny walking towards him... looking taller, broader than James remembered him being.
     "How did you get here?" James asked in a small voice.
     "I live here!" Donny said in a loud voice; then quieter, "and now you do to."
     "Is mommy coming here?"
     "Yes," said Donny. "You have to be patient, but right now I want you to see someone." As he spoke, Donny slowly outstretched his hand to point behind James. Slowly turning, James saw the feet first, feet with holes in them! The small boy had the feeling that there was something strange, yet wonderful about those feet with holes in them. As his eyes moved upward he saw the hands; holes in them as well. Then James looked up into the face, the face that was smiling back at him. It was a face so incredibly kind and so incredibly familiar that James immediately started running towards the man. The man bent down with open arms as James ran headlong into them, sending both boy and man flying backwards onto the grass, each one laughing loudly. The man pulled James close to his chest and whispered, "Welcome home James, I have waited a long time for you."
     Smiling, James looked up and again and asked, "Will mommy and the rest of my family be coming?"
     "Soon James,soon." the man replied. "But first come with me," he said, standing up and taking the boys small hand in his. "I have so much to show you."

In a Better Place-Part one

She was losing him....That was the only thought running through Cindy's mind. After a year and a half of fighting the sickness, she was losing him. The hospital was empty on a Wednesday evening. Though the town had a small college, it was still very quiet during the summer months. Cindy turned as the door flew open and Donny rushed in. Cindy was glad to see the frumpy looking college kid, with his long hair and baggy clothes.

Looking at Donny, Cindy realized that she really didn't know where Donny was from. Or for that matter why he had stayed in town over the summer.

She only knew that this young man had brought much comfort to her in the last three months. Comfort because he had brought joy to James at the end of the small boys short life.

She began weeping again at the though of her six year old son lying on the operating table.

The Doctors had told her it was just a matter of time. As she wept she she felt Donny's hand on her shoulder. In a quiet voice he said, "He's in a much better place now Cindy. He cant feel the pain any more". 

"Strange" Cindy thought, "that such a young person could somehow comfort her so much with just a touch".

She looked up into his face only to find herself staring at the blank wall opposite her. Looking around Cindy found she was alone in the waiting room.

The door from the next room opened right at that moment and Doctor Johnson stepped in. "I'm sorry Cindy," he said. "As we thought, it had progressed to far" The Doctor stepped across the room and took Cindy's hand. "I did all I could".

" I know...He's in a better place now".