One week ago ago I was sitting on a wooden bench under an open-air tent in Zimbabwe. Hundreds of students sat around me, eyes locked on a pastor passionately sharing about what it means to live for God and love others.
In the stillness that followed, light shining in from all sides, I was reminded that this is the Church. No building, no walls, no slideshows, no instruments required—just people sharing the love and truth of Christ with one another.
We spoke the Lord’s Prayer and its power swept over me.
“Give us this day our daily bread.”
We lived life together and reveled in the joy that only comes from the Lord.
My team stood in awe of the hospitality and love so freely given.
Before this trip I prayed for healing—for those we would come into contact with, for the team and for myself. The Lord answered my prayer in a way I couldn't have expected. The people we met are the definition of sweetly broken, poured out for their Creator. Through overwhelming joy He has made them whole again—He has made us all whole again. I was and am humbled to be part of the Church with them.
"I will greatly rejoice in the Lord; my soul shall exult in my God, for he has clothed me with the garments of salvation; he has covered me with the robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom decks himself like a priest with a beautiful headdress, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels. For as the earth brings forth its sprouts, and as a garden causes what is sown in it to sprout up, so the Lord God will cause righteousness and praise to sprout up before all the nations." -Isaiah 61:10-11