This doorway. The view through this doorway wrecked me.
As part of our “Hope for the City, Hope for the World” initiative, we have groups all over our community this week and next serving and helping our front line ministry partners. I dropped in to say hey to several of those groups who were serving this morning with “My Father’s House,” a family shelter in Concord, located in a local church.
My Father’s House is the only family shelter in the county. This is HUGE because it keeps families who have fallen on hard times together, rather than being forced to be separated into men’s and women’s shelters. It’s an amazing organization that not only provides temporary housing and meals, but also provides and requires online budgeting, job training, and other resources to ensure families don’t end up there multiple times.
Now, this organization is killing it. And our volunteers who were all over the place were absolutely getting it done. But this post isn’t about either of them. The thing that blew me away the most wasn’t the volunteers, and it wasn’t the ministry…it was the view through this doorway.
See, growing up here in the south, I’ve seen doorways like this at the front of countless churches. But usually, when you look inside, you see pews, a choir loft, a baptistry and the other trappings of a traditional sanctuary.
But not here. Here, you see the construction of what will in just a few short weeks be the housing units for 8 new families in need.
See originally, Showers of Blessings Church had given My Fathers House a small space in the back to house their families. But eventually, because of the need, they expanded, and gave most of their Sunday School rooms to them as well.
And now they’ve literally given up and handed over (rent and utility free) ALL of their space, including what was their auditorium in order to love on these families who so desperately need it.
They’ve begun meeting on Sunday’s in the downstairs dining hall, in order to free up the entire property to minister to what the scripture calls “the least of these.”
This church has given, and given beyond sacrificially, in order to accomplish what it is they believe God has called them to do. And the difference they’re making as a result is monumental.
Now I’m not suggesting that every church in America hand over their buildings for the sake of housing the homeless. We’re all different parts of the body and are all called to different things.
What I AM suggesting is this question:
As people who claim to want to be like Jesus, how sacrificial do WE give of ourselves in order to do the work we know that God has called us to, even if we know it has no personal monetary or tangible benefit to us.
Do we give up what’s convenient? OR like this church, have we leveraged EVERYTHING we have for the sake of bringing the Hope of Jesus to someone else.
The view through this doorway…it wrecked me. Because it reminded me how much I have to give, and how often I am so unwilling to give it. This morning, I was reminded that whatever we have, it’s not ours. HE gave it to us. HE trusted us with it, so we could use it to bless others in Jesus name.
2 Corinthians 9:11-12 You will be enriched in every way so that you can be generous on every occasion, and through us your generosity will result in thanksgiving to God. This service that you perform is not only supplying the needs of the Lord’s people but is also overflowing in many expressions of thanks to God.