Sunday, June 4, 2017

Dandelions...

This was an eventful weekend for us. On Saturday we had a dessert presentation hosted by some friends. It was great to see some people who we had not seen in a long time and catch up. On Sunday morning we had the opportunity to share in two different Sunday School classes at the church where John grew up (Calvary Christian)

Within those classes we talked a lot about dandelions. For years the dandelion was an image used for Calvary. We talked about how we grow and mature in our faith and when the time is right…puff...God  sends us somewhere else. How amazing to think that people all over the world are preaching the gospel to the un-reached, because they didn’t stay where they grew up. At one point they left their home church and ventured out. Like a dandelion seed is blown by the wind, so the spirit of God moves people to answer the call of the great commission. Go into all the world.

So as we presented in these classes, I couldn’t help but think about Calvary as John’s home church. This is where he grew up. This is where his relationship with Jesus started, where his faith was nurtured and matured and now they get to see him go off, into a different part of the world to help others get to know Jesus and mature in their faith.

I love dandelions and I love that imagery. Elea loves to blow dandelion seeds all the time. Sometimes I want to tell her not to do it because, we all know they grow and multiply like crazy and they are hard to get rid of, and they grow everywhere. No matter how dry or hard the ground is, you can be sure there will be a dandelion somewhere. I’ve even seen them grow right through concrete.But these are exactly the qualities we want to have as believers. We don’t just want to stay in our safe little spot. We want to go out and reach the hard to reach places. We want to spread the gospel. We want to plant churches for people to get to know Christ and mature in their faith and then send them off to do the same in a different place. How amazing would it be if years down  the road John and I could see someone…puff…be blown into a different part of this world to spread the gospel. 



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