Last week, a man I graduated high school with died suddenly. He was 40 years old. He leaves behind a wife and four children (who live in the Livonia area). And his mother attends Detroit First Church of the Nazarene.
Yesterday I attended his funeral and witnessed one of the most heart-breaking moments I have seen in a long time. Jerrie’s little boy is only 8 years old. And he wailed through the entire funeral. Every so often he would get up and walk to the casket, lean over and kiss his daddy. Then he would return to his grandmother’s lap.
I was struck with the reality that this family, and especially this little boy, had no hope to cling to. They have no faith experience to draw from.
But then I witnessed the Holy Spirit do something equally amazing. Pastor Blake, moved by the Spirit, took the family’s hands and joined them in a circle. Then he commissioned the family to take care of “widows and orphans”. He prayed for them and over them and God’s peace seemed to descend if even for only a moment.
God has called us to minister to such as these. We have the honor of being used by the Spirit of God to bless others; to give them hope; to tell them their is a Savior who loves them.
John the Baptist sent us to you to ask ‘are you the One who was to come, or should we expect someone else’?
Jesus replied “Go back and report to John what you have seen and heard: The blind receive sight, the lame walk, those who have leprosy are cured, the deaf hear, the dead are raised, and the good news is preached to the poor. Blessed is the man who does not fall away on account of me.”