San Diego is a beautiful place. Beautiful parks, pretty sunshine, and a lot of people. My previous trip here, a year and a half ago was very short. I reluctantly took this West coast bicycle trip here. The purpose behind the trip was 3 fold, which included getting back in shape spiritually, physically, and mentally. What I've found has been a deeper relience on God.
There were several factors that helped me to make this decision to take this trip. As Romans 8 talks about, He won't leave us nor forsake us. I'm convinced that where ever I am, He can use me. It may not be in the way I would like it to be, or the way others believe it should be, but When I excepted Christ, I was put in his tool box to be used. Some people are hammers, get to preach to thousands, stay in great places and get many praises, and much respect. Many of them do much to help the cause of Christ and I praise God. Others like myself, may be an old rusty screw drivers, they say kind words to homeless people, sleep where ever and try our best to witness despite our sinful natures. I personally like the story of Mother Teressa(despite doctrine differences), who volunteered to live as the poorest of poor, refusing indulgence. She must of been a power tool.
My mission statement has always been to touch hearts for God. I've tried to accomplish this through the sign, and in other ways. Some times out of necessity I've asked for help. Most of the time some one just comes along. I've tried to keep my signs non condemning, often a little humorous, because that's how I would like to be treated. On this trip down the coast, I found a wood cross on the side of the road and attached it on the back of the bike.
Now in San Diego I'm now praying about putting the sign back on the back of the bike. Last night I went back to the camp site to see all my stuff was removed. The park workers(probably) were nice enough to leave the stuff in a pile around the corner. I found a spot along a bike trail, laid down to try to get some sleep and prayed about a possible sign. What would God have me put on this sign? Several ideas popped in my head. My longing is to encourage people to show the love and grace they want shown back.
Back to business. A very kind friend of a Christian brother has offered to come and help me fix my old bike. I get choked up when I experience this type of loving offer. This area has a large homeless population and local charities are quite stressed. This past week I've been emotional about things, I see compassion and its adversary waring so heavily. I some times feel alone not wanted by the church, and not fitting in with the normal homeless person. This type of offer for help is priceless.
Thank you for checking out the blog, and I pray God has compassion on all of us, yours in Christ, Daniel
Thursday, September 10, 2009
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