Sometimes you just need to celebrate a win.

Yesterday at Faith was all that and so much more.  The singing portion of our worship service was amazing.  The response to the message was excellent.  And the "Mission's Munch" that followed was outstanding.  Love days like that at Faith. 

Was reading the first chapter of a biography on George Muller this morning.  Muller was a fellow who prayed a lot and saw miracles take place in the ministries he was involved in, most notably the orphanages that he ran in Great Britain.  What amazed me was in his younger days he essentially had what we would call a "seared conscience."  Basically it means that it didn't matter to him what he was involved devient behavior he was involved in, he was going to do it and didn't care if there were consequences.  A master liar, he was also a thief and a gambler.  I read with astonishment that as a 14 year old and his mother dying on evening, he was in the streets drunk out of his brain.  Such was his life.  He manipulated more than a few people in authority in his life, including his father and university director.  His father, hoping to get him back on track, sent him to school to be a minister.  Basically we're talking about an occupation instead of a calling.  And then a dramatic transformation.

Talk about the ultimate "win."

Anything is possible...with God.  I'm really looking forward to reading about what happened through Muller's life decades before the modern Pentecostal movement.  The dramatic miracles of provision that occurred through his ministry life were so profound that they defy reason. 

That's why their called "miracles."

Decades before the Pentecostal movement began, the largest grouping of people in history who actively pursued miracles, Muller had already lived it.  In many ways he became a trailblazer in the Christian culture that he was living in.  It's all because the transformation that took place was in His heart and not just in his head. It's a reminder to all of us that we can train for just about anything under the sun, but until we own it in our heart, it's just mere intellectual assent. 

Love that thought, "Owning it."  But I guess that's really not an accurate understanding of Christianity.  We don't "own" God; He owns us.