Beautiful feet

I have been moved to tears just now. I was on one of my favorite boards and came across a thread that pricked my heart something heavy.

A pastor in Kansas City (I assume) posted an urgent thread requesting prayers because his church plant is seeking to meet with the pastor of a church located in one of the toughest areas of the city.

His intentions are to meet with this pastor, share his heart, and HOPEFULLY gain the use of the facility to minister to this harsh section of the city...

It got me thinking... here's a guy who's married, and could start a megachurch and make some cash if he wanted to. But instead of all that... he opts to jump into the deep end of the pool, and minister on the doorsteps of the drug dealers and killers. A move that could likely get him or his family hurt on the wrong day.

How many times do we water it down so our neighbors and coworkers won't be offended? OUCH.

How many times do we leverage the Gospel for personal gain?

I'm encouraged.. i guess that's the point i'm looking to make..

To every missionary, to every minister on the blocks and street corners, to every martyr... keep running with those beautiful feet you have. Run that gospel until we're inspired to either run with you out of the fullness of our inspiration, or from the conviction of our cowardess. RUN!