I have a confession.
I love raising support. I know, it’s strange. How totally and completely un-American. To ask people to contribute money to our ministry, so that we get paid, is so counter-cultural.
But as we have been doing it full time these past few weeks, I have noticed that being forced to ask people for money also forces me to depend on others, and sheds light on my fierce anti-Christian self-dependence.
So, while I don’t always enjoy the phone calls, or constantly initiating with folks, I do cherish the reminder that I am not in control. Apart from Christ, I am a wreck looking for a place to happen. But in Him I have all I’ve ever needed.
What a treat to have a job that forces on a regular basis to deal with my junk.
