This morning I went to my old church for a visit.
I was raised at Canyon Ridge, and loved almost every minute of it. This weekend, there was a man named Bob Goff who was there as a special speaker, and my mom decided that it would be beneficial if I came and hear what he had to say.
I must admit, I didn't really want to go. I have my reasons for leaving that church, and going back always makes me feel...uneasy. BUT, I went.
And he was amazing.
He was full of insight and stories. He talked all about "Charlie", the little boy who he saved and then adopted from Uganda. It was an unbelievable story, and ended with this same little boy getting to meet the President of the United States, because "Charlie's" story had reached the White House.
All of this being said, the point of Bob's speech wasn't about going to Uganda and adopting a little boy. It wasn't really about climbing Mount Kilimanjaro. And it wasn't really about his wife.
Bob's whole life mantra is "Love does".
Isn't that the truth? We are called to love God and love others. We say we love everyone around us, but do we really? Do we stop our lives, and love on others? Do random acts of kindness? Extend a cup of cold water as it were?
I know that I, more often than not, that I don't.
Just something to think about.
