In the middle of staffing the DTS in Kona, Hawaii, I’ve taken a week off to teach in the Discipleship Training School in Colorado Springs. So this afternoon I’m looking out the window at snow flurries and enjoying a few days of brisk winter weather before I return to Kona in the morning.
The past few weeks have been full of delightful moments of watching young people learn to hear God’s voice, breaking free from fears and addictions, discovering grace, and embracing the adventure of the Kingdom. This week was summed up for me after class yesterday when eighteen year old Alex prayed “Father…. I’m so excited about your kingdom, I can’t even stand still!”
It was a special treat this week to discover that the students I had last fall had returned from their outreach just as I was arriving at the base. So I got to hear some great stories from their times in Cambodia, Thailand, India, Nepal and Morocco: of people who embraced Jesus, children who were clothed and cared for, and prostitutes who left the trade. This is the payoff I live for: seeing radical young disciples mobilized to change the world.
I’ve been negligent with this blog lately, but I’m going to try to do better – even if it’s only a short few lines. Thanks for dropping by.