My Friends

We have some friends who work for YFC, Youth for Christ. I say “friends” – actually, Paul is the one who has the position, but Virginia is the one who helps bear his burdens. I say “work” instead of serve because whenever he describes what he does it always sounds like work to me, the miles he drives or flies, the hours he invests, the tears that he sheds, the countless meetings or seminars that he conducts or is involved in, the work teams he puts together, etc., the amount of support he needs to raise each month, each year, it all sounds like work to me. She also, is heavily involved in ministry and does a good bit of travel, but hers is a paid position – as in salaried! Doesn’t make it any less demanding, just has one less component to it.

Why am I saying this? I guess because what they do is important. But most of all because of who they are as disciples for Christ. I have known a lot of pastors, a few Bible teachers, and many Christians, but I have not known two more authentic people than these. Every day, somewhere in the world a piece of “fruit” is hanging on the tree because of them. And many times, they don’t even know its happening. Because of their work, every day, lives, continents away, are changing just a little bit which may have a huge impact on their culture in years to come, and you and I are oblivious to it.

They are world changers. I am amazed and pleased to call them my friends.

Can I do what they do? Probably not. Can I do what I do? Certainly. Which does God expect me to do?