The Next Step, and a Large One

In four days my plane takes off, carrying me to a place I have dreamt of for a long time. In some ways, it feels like the beginning of a journey, but really it is just another step in the direction I have been headed all of my life. About eight years ago, I began to play a game with myself called "What could the church look like?" Over the years the frequency of play has waxed and waned, but always in the back of my mind the question has lingered. What could it look like? What could it be?

A little over a year ago, the old question was reborn in my mind with a vengeance and an intensity I could not shake. What I also couldn't shake was the call of God to give my life away in his service. And, if the truth be told, I didn't want to shake it. When I look at the world and all of its brokenness, my heart bleeds to bring the love of Christ to it. I long to raise up dynamic followers of Christ who can't wait to give themselves away. I hunger to see the power of the gospel transform communities.

In four days my plane takes off for London, England, and I take the next step, and a large one, on this journey. It will be exciting and scary and sometimes discouraging, and there is no telling who I will be at the other end. But I am confident that both I and the city I love will be changed for the better as a result of my obedience to the life Christ has called me to.