the great north run started this morning with the wheelchair athletes as BBC piped in the 'chariots of fire' theme song. it's been about 15 years since i've seen 'Chariots of Fire' and i remember being impressed by someone who sacrificed what they loved, for who they loved.
it may not seem a big deal, running on a sunday. but when did we loose the concept that our sabboth is God's and not man's? i'm as guilty as any, skipping church to mix on a sunday, let alone running. am i missing the point that it isn't the 'doing' on the sunday that matters, but the 'why' i'm doing it? why will i not give my whole day to Christ if i say i'll give Him my whole life?
on the other side of eric liddell is his sacrifice to people in need of hearing the gospel. we talked about missions in church this morning. i'm a bit frustrated with this cause in the last year there have been loads of people who ask why i didn't go to uganda with my church or why i don't go on a missions trip to somewhere?
how do i say this.... I did. i live in Northern Ireland.
but it's a struggle to not think we have to LEAVE to be a 'missionary'. it's just general assumption that to be a missionary, we have to buy a ticket somewhere to a place other than that where we live. one of the things that has come out of this is the thought that the "mission field" is simply anywhere outside the doors of church.
i like that. i have a few friends right now i want to be my "mission field" and this quote explains it well:
“We are all missionaries. Wherever we go, we either bring people nearer to Christ, or we repel them from Christ.” eric liddell