Welcome to the Greene Street Letters. It has become my venue for sharing what is going on at Vineyard Recovery Church. Don't let the word Church scare you. The Greene Street Letters is a daily posting to simply say that there is more to life than what you see. More to life than "stuff". My simple take of 60+ years of following Jesus. Some days were good days...some days I managed to get off in the ditch. He is worthy of the pursuit, so that is what I do........I pursue Jesus in everything I do. Not the Jesus of the church. Not the Jesus of the denomination. Nothing wrong with those things, but Jesus is so much more. Thanks for dropping by and I hope you return from time to time to stop and ponder your own relationship with Jesus. God on you....mb
Monday, August 8, 2016
And as soon as they landed, they left everything and followed Jesus.....
Life has to reach that point in order to truly live.
The place where the draw to follow Jesus is stronger than any thought, any desire, any want or need. I know this sounds a bit radical, but it is the place where truth is put into action.
It is at this point that we truly have surrendered will and life to His care.
We spend our energy on trusting Him in every situation.
Saturday night at Vineyard ReCovery, he came in off the streets.
He looked like he had been on a hard journey, but there was a smile on his face and a story to tell. A story of "having enough of the old life".
He had 14 days clean time.
May not sound like much, but when you're in the battle, it's a start, and any start is better than none at all. He shared his story with me.
He'd had enough.
He turned his face to walk the steps, not just know them.
He said that earlier that day, he'd begun craving his old D.O.C.
Craving got real bad.
He told me that he didn't have anyone's phone number that might could help him get through this attack.
No one to talk to.
No one to reach out to.
But suddenly, it hit him what he needed to do.
I asked him, "Where do you think this thought, this answer to your problem, came from?"
Without hesitation, he replied, "God sent it. There's no doubt about it. I ain't smart enough to come up with this doozy."
What was his plan?
He got in his car and drove to the police department.
He went into the lobby and sat down.
He sat there until the craving passed, then got up and came to our meeting.
He Went To The Police Department!!!
The very last place someone in addiction would turn to.
But he knew that he would be safe there.
This is a prime example of " leaving everything" in order to follow Jesus.
I saw him again last night at Catalyst Recovery.
He looked good and still had that smile on his face.
If you think of it, please pray for Mike as he goes into this week with a newfound family and community of fellow travelers. Mike has a whole list of people he can call should the craving monster rear it's ugly head again.
It was a good weekend.
God on you...