Would you have opened this blog post if it would have said "81 Pakistanis killed by suicide bomber at Church"?? That sounds too common these days.
Yesterday, many Americans went to church.
Yesterday, many Pakistanis went to church.
Yesterday, many Americans sang some worship songs.
Yesterday, many Pakistanis sang some worship songs.
Yesterday, many Americans sat in their chairs or pews and heard someone talk about God.
Yesterday, many Pakistanis heard a message about bold, reckless, unwavering faith in God.
Yesterday, many Americans got up from their seats, walked through some wooden doors, and got in their cars and left church and went and had lunch.
Yesterday, 81 Pakistanis were killed by a suicide bomber while worshipping God.
We pray prayers asking God to give us faith and perseverance.
When across the ocean Christians are DYING for their faith.
"...scenes of mayhem as rescue workers ferried victims from the church, which was scattered with body parts, shrapnel and bloodied clothing."
Doesn't sound like a typical Sunday morning...
God, give me perspective.
God, give me your eyes to see what you see.
"Break my heart for what breaks Yours"
May I realize my little life is a part of something bigger.
May I realize my little faith and see the huge faith of others.
Those 81 Pakistani Christians, woke up, went to church, knowing...knowing they might not leave church that day. They knew that what they were doing...that they could die for this...(they prayed for safety).
Father, may you strengthen my faith.
May one day, I have faith this strong.