His Greatness.

Posted by Colleen Woods on

There is not a flower that opens, not a seed that falls into the ground, and not an ear of wheat that nods on the end of its stalk in the wind that does not preach and proclaim the greatness and the mercy of God to the whole world.

Thomas Merton


The mercy of God is woven into all three of our lives. We’ve all experienced the sadness and loss that befalls a life not fully surrendered to Christ. Thankfully, we’ve overcome our fear of confessing our sins and shortcomings to one another, and in that confession, we are reminded of the love the Father has lavished upon us by forgiving our sins.

His greatness is illuminated each time we recount our stories and share our testimonies of coming into saving faith — the victorious kind Christ won for us on the cross. It beautifully overwhelms us at times.

It is the extreme mercy of God reaching down from heaven toward us which makes us to want to reach out to others. It’s why the three of us – Amy, Veronica, and I – were there on a late-summer afternoon, doing something that wasn’t necessarily easy or comfortable for any of us.

It was Amy, the darling petite one, sitting in the center of the bench seat for our drive across town, who was the first to admit to being scared. My own fears dissipated as I listened to her share about her own. Her admission opened up the door to discuss the fact that we all were heading out on this journey with some level of apprehension.

None of the plethora of options for passing the time on a Sunday afternoon that had earlier danced through my head involved even the slightest amount of trepidation. A little road trip, a bicycle ride, an afternoon nap or time spent addressing envelopes at my desk were all relatively “risk-free.” So what exactly compelled us in the end?

From the time we surrender our lives to Christ, we grow in our awareness that we are called to be part of the Great Commission. Jesus’ words in Matthew 18 command us to go and make disciples and reach a lost and dying world. His words urge us to go and bear fruit for His kingdom. He also promises that he’ll be with us always!

We ended up having a good and meaningful time together that afternoon. On our journey back to the church later that day, we found ourselves with smiles on our faces and joy in our hearts. I can’t recall exactly who proposed it first, but we decided that we should do it again, and the other two agreed.

As the fields around us were ripening for the autumn harvest, we began venturing out each week to share the love of God with others. We tucked Truly Loved booklets inside Ruby Buckle’s gift bags, complete with coffee cards and yummy chocolate treats, and we delivered them to people we met near a big, beautiful park not far from our church. We kept up our new tradition until the north winds became unbearable, signaling that the season's change was upon us.

I was reminded of the days of childhood; I loved spending time in the nearby fields and remember the sadness that came when they turned golden for reaping. I never liked saying “So long!” until springtime.

Fortunately, my friends and I didn’t have to say good-bye till spring. We moved our meetings into the prayer room in the southeast corner of our church, and it was there that we solidified the partnership to share the gospel through Ruby Buckle’s gifts of beauty in the days ahead. Deo volente! (Lord willing!)

We’re heading out on the journey with childlike faith, and we go with great expectancy. If you haven’t done so already, please join us!

Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it. 

Luke 18:17

Older Post Newer Post