I just have to say that these past few weeks have been a whirlwind of ridiculousness, fun, radical living, trying, radical loving and ah-mazing. All in two weeks we have learned heaps. I have been flipped upside down in such a good way! The circuit riders were in town, this is their description:
The Circuit Rider History
In 1703 a hero was born and because of this man the world would never be the same. From the time that John Wesley's heart would be "strangely warmed" to his dying day, he never stopped his tireless work of revival and reformation! Out of his heart was birthed a movement called the Methodist revival, and this move of encountering God, deep devotion through the spiritual disciplines, and great exploits among the poor and the lost would explode across the western world leaving an indelible mark. Wesley himself was said to have traveled on horseback some 250,000 miles in his lifetime and to have delivered over 45,000 messages on the good news of Jesus Christ. Out of his mentorship and commissioning, another young man would be launched to the shores of America to "spread scriptural holiness across the land". This man would be perhaps the only man to outride Wesley himself and is said to have spent more miles on a horse than any man in history. This man was Francis Asbury, and even though Wesley was the father of Methodism and the original circuit rider, Asbury would be credited for recruting and organizing a band of selfless and radical riders who the world was not worthy of that would in fact change America's future forever.
This group of rough yet broken men would travel the frontiers of America for decades, taking the Gospel to the most remote places in America. In a time of American history where it was easier to stay in one place and live in the comfort of the few cities that existed, these men refused comfort and driven by the ancient dream of Eden to see mand and God live in intimate fellowship. They rode on. Ove half of them died before reaching age 33 and their annual pay, if any, was around 50 dollars. They did not do it for the love of money, fame nor an affinity towards human comfort. They were absolutely marked by the same determination as Asbury that every home in America would hear and believe the Gospel. When Asbury arrived in America there were a few hundred Methodist followers and a few dozen preachers, but by the time he died there were over 210,000 followers and over 4,000 preachers. America would never be the same because of these wild-eyed revivalists.
They are radical people, living a radical life for the lord. Two guys came and taught us how to share the simple gospel. Then we hit the streets. 120 people from Tauranga gave their lives to the lord within 2 hours. Oh how the lord works! Oh how the lord works!
What I really took from these two weeks was that if you are showing your love and joy for the lord, others are going to want it too! It's so key to remember that.
So stepping into a new role, new season, new people. Oh how great it's been. With anything we have our struggles, challenges, highs & lows. But at the end of the day when I lay my head on my pillow, I know I'm a champion because I cannot name ten people that did what I did in a day. Seriously, it's been amazing to see everything fall into place in the most odd ways sometimes. But seriously, Jehovah Sneeky sometimes!
Another update coming soon.....
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