Here is a devotional thought for today even though I am not teaching yet. The streets of Port au Prince are crawling with beggars and filth…but a surprising number of cheerful souls. I read today in
If thy mercy make me poor and vile, blessed be thou!
Here I am entering a land of poverty as a man—comparatively—of great wealth. Our hearts should go out to these people who live in such poverty, but the poverty of our nation is so much more dangerous.
‘Because you say, “I am rich, and have become wealthy, and have need of nothing,” and you do not know that you are wretched and miserable and poor and blind and naked, I advise you to buy from Me gold refined by fire so that you may become rich, and white garments so that you may clothe yourself, and that the shame of your nakedness will not be revealed; and eye salve to anoint your eyes so that you may see. Revelation 3:17-18
The poor are “blessed” according to the Master because they possess none our western God substitutes to insulate them from seeing a world needing redemption. Here I am entering a land of poverty as a man—comparatively—of great wealth. If God wills I will start tomorrow morning teaching shepherds with very little theological instruction. But already I am realizing that I will be most useful for kingdom purposes if I am a student here.
Adventure report: So call me conscientious. Sarah got up with me at 2:30 a.m. at our motel to see me off (and make me two sandwiches). I arrived via shuttle at Twin Cities International at 3:15 a.m. because the American Airlines website said to arrive three hours before my international flight. The only people there were construction workers and those paid to watch for terrorists. No AA employees visible until 4:15 a.m. I used the time to read my Mere Christianity chapter for the week and work on the weekly study companion for Facebook (the last chapter of the book, Phrisbee Phellowship kids!).
Extra space on another plane allowed me to get an alternative flight from MSP bound for
I arrived in