Please be inspired by these modern day “Acts” and lets go out and live our faith today!

I just want to say, my friends, that even little acts of awkward kindness have potential to change the

Please be inspired by these modern day “Acts” and lets go out and live our faith today!

Please be inspired by these modern day “Acts” and lets go out and live our faith today!

Please be inspired by these modern day “Acts” and lets go out and live our faith today!

Please be inspired by these modern day “Acts” and let's go out and live our faith today!!!

Please be inspired by these modern day “Acts” and lets go out and live our faith today!

Please be inspired by these modern day “Acts” and lets go out and live our faith today!

And how Christian missionaries got a bad name. But, I kind of agree. But they told me stories of how bringing Christianity has done a few things. Maybe that was more an ego-anglo-power-political thing than a Christian thing. All three of these groups of Christians said something to the extent of “We cannot, as Christians go Let’s cure ourselves of Ego-angloism, and be the right type of Christians to all people.

I went to visit my friend, Trevor in Oklahoma City this weekend.  This friend regularly tells me stories about people that are healed when he prays for them!  We were walking through Oklahoma city together and he said, “I’m gonna try something crazy.” I look up and see people walking towards us.  I say, “Go for it, man.” He stops the people and asks, “Do any of you have any pain I can pray for?” They gave this weirded out look and said no.  They walked on. Next he asked the same thing to a large family with kids and they seemed more accepting but again, had no pain they needed to be healed from.  This could have felt embarrassing if I had let it. Finally as we were waiting at a crosswalk, Trevor turned around and asked a tall, weathered, tough looking young man if he had any pain.  He said No.  Trevor pressed the issue.  “No shoulder pain or foot pain, or maybe back pain we can pray for?” “Not really.” he said, “But I’m trying to figure out whether i should go back to my wife tonight or not.” Suddenly my ears perked and i turned to fully face him.  We had found the pain. Trevor persisted- he wanted to see a healing, “Are you sure you don’t have a wrist or a hand maybe that needs healing?” I smiled but butted in.  “What happened with your wife tonight?” Jake told us his story.  We went to Sonic and sat for an hour as he talked and we tried to council him.  That day he had gotten so angry at his wife that he smashed a vacuum cleaner and his fist through some walls.  After that he had gone to the bank, emptied his account and left on his motorcycle.  When we found him he was debating on whether to go back to her or go to Kentucky and start completely over. He had come from a past of prison, drugs and alcoholism.  He had rebuilt his life with his wife and said that he was blessed with great daughters, a successful business, a great church, and a beautiful house.  he hadn’t had a drink for ten years, but tonight he said he had been thinking what the hell, why not a beer. He said he had been running from God all day.  Several people from the church had texted and tried to call him but he turned off his phone because he didn’t want to listen.  He looked at us and said, but God found me anyways tonight. We listened and prayed with him and tried our best to give advice.  I’m not sure if we solved his marriage problems, probably not entirely.  He will have a difficult journey ahead.  but I think it could have been terribly worse if we had not stepped out in love and looked for someone who needed healing. Thank you God for using us. Raw Spoon

I like how good will, and creative generosity can be so contagious.  My dad told me a story about a couple that goes to a restaurant and picks out a patron and anonymously foots their bill– and that infected me. I ate at a restaurant the other day and told the waitress to let me pay for “that couple’s bill”- I pointed to a middle aged couple that didn’t seem to have much to talk about.  “And please don’t tell them who it was from” I added. From a distance I heard their disbelief and happiness.  I hope they had something to talk about on the way home.  Something contagious. Raw Spoon

I still had the $602 that I had been given.  I was looking for ways to help people with it. I found  my pastor on Wednesday and said, “Can you make sure this gets to the Petersons, please- they need it.”  I handed him a stack of 20s adding up to $100.  “I’d give it to them myself but I don’t want them to think of me whenever they need a bailout.  I’d rather just stay their friend.  The pastor nodded and asked, “Randy and Sarah Peterson? Yes I will make sure they get it.” I was praying with Randy and Sarah this week (we try to do 10 minutes of morning prayer several times a week) and Randy asked me, “Did you give Pastor Tim $100 to give to us?” I replied, “Someone gave you $100?  Wow!  That’s cool.” “Yeah, you’re the only one that we’ve told about our money situation.  You and Sarah’s sister, but we just want to be able to thank the person.” “Wow, cool.” I said.  “Maybe they just thought you needed it.  Well it seems like the giver must be getting enough satisfaction by giving it that they don’t need to tell you who they are.  I’d say just pass on the blessing somehow to other people.” The giver did get enough satisfaction by just giving it, but there was even more satisfaction in hearing their baffled gratitude. Raw Spoon