Month: March 2014

Shrugging At Brilliance

How can we shrug at the creative brilliance of God? Or say “meh” to magnificence? His handiwork in the things He has made demands a response: our pause, meditation and thankfulness for grace. Our worship. Those of us awestruck by creation see an artistry beyond comprehension. From the intricate detail of the tiny, fuzzy, creeping insect to the massive power of majestic mountain ranges cloaked in clouds: God is telling us about Himself. He is shouting it to us in claps of thunder and whispering it to us in Winter’s quiet cold.

Shrugging at such brilliance and mastery would not only be a commentary on our gratitude, but a statement about the Artist Himself. As if His grand work is not worthy of a second thought? This world is given as a testament to His love and goodness for us. Don’t miss opportunities to stop, ponder and worship the One who thought enough of us to plaster Himself all over this globe in beautiful green and blue.


The Costa Rica Effect

Costa Rica is one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. The towering mountains and lush, vibrant vegetation make it’s landscape simply breath-taking.

But aside from the aesthetics, the people are beautiful. Through their hospitality they have shown me what it truly looks like to serve others. Many of the believers here have already made a deep impact in my life: a pastor and his family along with men and women of God who are bent on serving our King with committed, humble hearts.

As I’ve examined myself and what God was teaching me it was obvious that other members of my team were experiencing something similar. Both students and leaders have shared that committed, humble, hospitable, God-fearing people here have caused them to think about the attitudes and norms of our Americanized Christianity.

Maybe it’s good to leave the familiar for the adventure. Maybe it’s good to fly away from time to time. Maybe leaving “The Bachelor” for the mission of sharing an actual love story in a beautiful, tropical, foreign land would be good for you, but bad for ratings. This love story has a Son sent to a lonely place for a lonely purpose and a lonely death, forsaken by his father. But after only days this Son defeats the sin (mine and yours) that sent him there in the first place! He is then received back by his father, who knew all along of the anguish and torture his Son would endure. This would be, and still still, a history-changing, life-altering story for all mankind; worthy of our mission endeavors.

As the comfortable shores of home vanish in the distance our Father has a way of speaking to us, showing us our misconceptions and pointing us to his own heart. One of a diverse love for all of his diverse children in every possible corner of the world. I’m very glad that in my little corner I have the privilege to serve with incredible leaders and
quite a crew of student-servants who are drawing closer together and closer to our Lord. Great things are happening!


Willowbrook: You Are Legend.

Willowbrook family,

The way you have embraced me, Mandy, Josie and Rece has been nothing short of…legendary. I will tell the tale of your goodness and kindness to us for as long as I live! It will live on in history as a stunning display of the love of God for His people in His church by His blood! We have already connected with so many great people and we look forward to growing close to many, many more of you.

In addition, you (especially parents) will be proud to know that your teenagers have accepted, loved and supported us during our transition into your ministry. From kind words, to babysitting, to food for our pantry, to a nice “welcome to the youth group” gag in our front yard (thanks Senior guys), they have risen to the occasion and represented our Lord, your family and our church very well.

We will hold dear these first memories we’ve made here and look forward with joy and eager anticipation to what’s ahead. We are here to serve you and our Lord Jesus. Let’s labor together, worship together, grow together and carry as many of the lost to heaven as we can!

Much love,

The Bedingfields