God At Work

As I write this entry, I am keenly aware of a desperate need for God.

Tonight as I led in worship at church, I noticed a man in the congregation who was not engaging in worship with the congregation; he appeared distressed. Contrary to my past nature, I took captive the thought that I was somehow responsible for his worship of Almighty God and rather I surrendered him to the Father. A few minutes later the call went out for those with special burdens to come to the altar for prayer. The man was kneeling in front of where I stood playing the keyboard. Soon he was surrounded by other men and the sounds of sobbing lifted from the altar. I was moved to join the men around him as they interceded for him. In that moment I felt a part of something supernatural...God Himself was reaching down to that altar and was meeting this man at his point of need. I do not know what the burden was (and perhaps still is) but I do believe that God was at work. Thank you, Papa!

My heart is also heavy at learning of the death of Pastor Forrest Pollock and his 13-year old son Preston. I did not know them personally, but I have a friend in that congregation. My heart is really heavy for the passing of this 44-year old father who leaves behind a wife and five other children. For them and for the Christ-followers at Bell Shoals, life will continue on...eventually. But they will never be the same because God is at work. Especially in the midst of pain that most of us cannot imagine unless somehow we have walked in shoes such as these. There is no where else to turn but to God, even if the conversation with God is angry and filled with raw emotion. There is still the point where, in the midst of agony, God breaks in and...get this - He doesn't bring comfort...He IS comfort. May the Pollock family be surrounded now and in the coming days by the very tangible presence of our Living LORD. Selah.