returned from the first leg of a tour. Two
weeks on the road that turned out to be much more
invigorating than exhausting. This leg of the
tour took me to a variety of locations in central
coastal Texas. I cannot begin to express the
impact on my spiritual life this experience has had.
worshipper at one of my concerts commented to me
that I have quite the story. My response to
her is what I believe is true: My story is
unique only in that it is about my life. But
the story itself is not unique. We all have a
story to tell. The story of our lives.
The story of our faith journeys. The ups.
The downs. Those times when we feel most
distant from our Creator, and those times when we
feel that we are sitting firmly in His hand.
the most overwhelming result of these past two weeks
is the sense of connectedness I felt to folks
wherever I traveled and what I perceived to be their
connectedness to me. The Body of Christ
becomes so much more beautifully evident when we
move beyond our own familiar walls and surroundings
and venture into the homes and communities and
churches of others. We truly are one body in
so many stories from the road that I am hesitant to
choose one to recite here. But this was so
touching to me that I feel compelled to share it.
After a concert, a young woman approached me and
introduced herself. She told me that she
accepted Christ and became a Christian eight months
ago. That comment alone moved me, because I,
perhaps like you, have been raised in the church
since my birth. But she went on to share with
me a small, hand made pocket cross. This cross
and its accompanying printed prayer were given to
her on that momentous day eight months ago and she
has carried it on her person ever since...
frequently placing her hand in her pocket to be
reminded Whose she is, especially in her challenging
moments. As she removed the cross and prayer
from her pocket, she said, "I hope you will accept
this as my offering of support for your ministry."
When I questioned whether she was really ready to
part with this faith reminder, so well worn, that
had become almost a part of her person, she
commented that she thought my journeys to come may
be more challenging than what she has to face.
I am humbled and honored by this gesture of love.
Grace and peace
to you as you journey.
Yours in Christ,