My family and close friends know that shopping for stuff is not that important to me. I actually start getting muscle cramps in my shoulder blades if I hang out in retail areas too long. When I need to go buy something the goal is to get in and out of the store in the shortest amount of time possible. The only exception is when I am shopping for Carol. After thirty seven years of marriage, I still love her reaction when I have invested the time to make the right choice! The experience of going in and out of stores improves…. when my heart informs my brain.
In a recent note to our church family I asked you to consider giving your largest Christmas gift to the cause of international missions through the Lottie Moon Christmas Offering. To think of it another way: to “spend” more on spreading the Gospel than on the people we will see in our homes on December 25th. Was that just something I am supposed to say in December? Or, did my heart transmit a message to my brain?
Growing up in a pastor’s home we sometimes had “real live” missionaries at our table for Sunday lunch. Something about their stories seized my attention. They had an energetic joy for Jesus that seemed lacking in a lot of church folk. Years later, when I sat at the dinner table in the homes of “real live” missionaries in Brazil, Cuba, Peru and Mexico - my brain and heart seized again. Their intense commitment to make the Good News of Jesus Christ known everywhere grabbed my heart.
I still have areas of selfishness, sin and entitlement to confess and leave behind. But by God’s grace, my brain is agreeing sooner with the Spirit as He squeezes my heart. How about you?