Extraordinary

It's Wednesday and I'm still enjoying the afterglow from last Sunday. The presence and power of Christ was wonderful and remarkable in our three services on the Lord's Day. Many whom I'd never seen before in our altars made strides in their relationship with Christ, and many more were touched by God because they were in attendance.

Our special guest was our friend, Anatoly Lastidka. This was Anatoly's second time with us. He's Ukrainian. No, he's WAY Ukrainian. We humorously tell our people that, "You won't understand everything he says, but you'll feel everything he says." He actually communicates quite well in the midst of a heavy East-European accent. But more importantly I need to note that he is anointed of God and his broken English only helps Americans like you and I sit on the edge of our chair and listen with extra care.

Sometimes having an accent or being out of step with the 'ordinary' can help make one extraordinary.

I'm looking forward to this weekend. Once again the pulpit will be moved out (again) and the glass topped high table will be back in with a stool. It will be week four of our experiment of me preaching without notes from memory. I wish I could say that I'm quite comfortable with this approach, but the truth is I am not. But our staff says that this style helps me communicate better...

The truth is I'd wear a clown suit if it would help communicate the gospel.

I believe with all my heart that March is an important month for us at Faith. I've felt this way since our all night prayer meeting in January (as part of our annual church fast). I'm wondering about how our church will look by the end of this month. Whatever happens over the next few weeks, I'm certain of one thing; God is good, all the time.

These are the days when the ordinary has flown out the window and the extraordinary is possible. These are clearly not ordinary times on any level. And so we say in unison, "Come Lord Jesus, come."