Yesterday I had the opportunity to speak at our sister church in Pasadena. It is always wonderful to be with these extraordinary people who have made our mission here a significant part of their own mission as a church. I am always blessed when I have the chance to be with them.
I shared with them about how things have been recently on Kenwood, and the ways we are responding through our block club and weekly prayer meetings. I also shared about the hearing today that many of us will attend regarding an individual’s request for a liquor license to sell liquor at the end of our street.
I told them how right now, Mercy is infatuated with the David and Goliath story. I said that if I am not reading the story or telling it to her, I am helping her act it out with toys, etc. Here was this weekend’s installment:
I shared with them how evident it is that Mercy believes that this story is true: she believes that a little boy really brings down a giant. I talked about how I feel a lot like David on most days. The giants on my street are well armed (literally) and I usually feel like I am walking around clutching a little stone. But I am called to believe like my daughter does, and to stake my life on what may look insignificant, foolish and small. I am called to believe in miracles.