Karaļvalsts laipnība: Kā Dieva laipnība noved pie Dieva Power For Ārstnieciskā Mark Wyatt

Kad es ierauts Servant Evangelism gandrīz 15 gadiem, mana dzīve ir mainījusies uz visiem laikiem. Kā daļa no konfesijas, kas bija ļoti vērsta uz evaņģelizācijas, Man bija mācītājs, kurš ienīda evaņģelizāciju. Bet, protams,, neviens nevarēja zināt. Tāpēc es uzzināju paņēmienus, devās uz mācību kursiem, izgatavots telefona zvanus, knocked on the doors, passed out a trillion tracts. I did all of this was to try to cover up the fact that I hated making people uncomfortable, which seemed to be unavoidably woven into the fabric of every evangelism program I had ever seen.

And then came free sodas at traffic lights. Doughnuts and milk to people having yard sales. Hot chocolate to cold customers in the wee hours of Black Friday.

And as toilets were cleaned, and windshields were washed, and hotdogs and cokes were given away at heavy metal concerts, I found that I didn’t really hate evangelism. I just hated the way I had always done it.

And so, when my wife and I followed God’s call to relocate from Dallas to our hometown of Mobile, Alabama to plant a new church, Community of Kindness by Steve Sjogren became my textbook. There was no doubt that this new work would be founded on Servant Evangelism. As our vision for the city grew, so did the church, and so did our creativity. And as good as it was, there was still something more to come, something that would take everything I knew to a new level.

In March of 2006, I stood next to my friend as the Lord completely, immediately, and irrevocably healed him of Parkinson’s Disease. The very next week, as my friend and mentor Jack Taylor was preaching at our church, he said something that tattooed itself on my spirit: “Let me tell you what has happened– you have been blown into Kingdom come.” And it was true. I realized, in that moment, that I was now an eyewitness to the truth of the what John Wimber had taught with such wisdom and influence in the 1980s: the Kingdom of God is here.

As the people of our new church, Deeper Life Fellowship, and I began to really seek this present rule and reign of God, we began to see Him demonstrate it in wonderful ways. And naturally, this seeking of the Kingdom and this serving of the people began to meld into one cohesive event. We found that now, Servant Evangelism had been endowed with power from on high. It is a wonderful, Spirit-directed, life-filled activity to show the kindness and love of God to people who are walking in darkness and may not even know it. But I believe that is only the beginning.

On December 4, 2010, we held another Gas Buydown. This is where we, in cooperation with a local gas station, buy the price of gasoline down 20 cents per gallon for two hours. During those two hours, we have the opportunity to pump gas, wash windshields, give out bottled water and soft drinks, and pray for dozens and dozens of people. On this particular day, as my wife was asking one of the customers how we could pray for her, the woman said that we could pray for her niece, who was suffering serious side effects from juvenile rheumatoid arthritis. The little girl had gone blind in her left eye. My wife quickly motioned me over when she realized that the niece was right there in the car, and we immediately began to pray “Kingdom Come” prayers for her. And there, in a gas station parking lot, on a Saturday afternoon, that 8-year old girl received her sight in her blind left eye!

I love the power of kindness, and I love the power of the rule and reign of God. And the good news is, they are connected at the hip. Servant Evangelism for the sake of being kind is a wonderful, anointed God-activity. But it is also the railway on which the freight train of God’s power barrels into every darkened corner of our cities, delivering its cargo of hope, healing, and the supremacy of His Kingdom into every heart that will receive it.

5.5 Things darīt, ja Noraidīts On An Outreach Steve Šegrena

Nav svarīgi, cik grūti jums mēģināt nākt pāri kā "drošu" Personas, kuras jūs uzrunāt, daži nesaņems savu piedāvājumu pakalpojumu. Tas ir negrozāms realitāte. Bet nav fret. Ir daži pierādīts soļi, es esam noskaidrojuši, kas strādā labi, kas nodarbojas ar skarbu cilvēkiem.

1. The Forrest Gump-Andy Griffith Response.
It’s never a good idea to return fire with fire. Vietā, put on a combination smile and blank response. You might practice this response with others on your team. You might be more of a natural arguer – that’s my natural inclination but it doesn’t work well. I’ve managed to abate other’s anger thrown my way many times and in fact I’ve been able to later return to the same place with the same personnel and find them willing to allow us to serve them!

2. Keep on keeping on.
The one thing we can’t entertain is the possibility of giving up. The end of Paul’s verse above regarding giving up is the quip, “for we shall reap a harvest if we do not give up.” Keep that promise in your heart. There is a harvest before you and your team. Remind your team that we are doing something that blesses the heart of God. When we reach out we are doing the ministry of Jesus – that is amazing!

3. Realize what is happening beneath the surface with those you serve.
Sometimes the most angry, nearly violent responses come from the very people who are being the most profoundly worked on the most by the Spirit of God. Keep that fact before you. If people are lackadaisical, ho hum regarding your outreach attempts you might be register with their souls. Remind your team that they need to proceed by faith, not sight, and serve with enthusiasm regardless of the surface of response.

4. Release the hound of heaven on them.
Francis Thompson wrote a poem with this title about the pursuit of the Holy Spirit – how he pursues people with power and faithfulness. When we serve, according to Paul in Romans 2:4, “the kindness of God leads to repentance.” Something supernatural is released upon their lives. It’s not our job to make sure everyone we reach out to is efficiently followed up on. If you read the Book of Acts it is obvious that many of those exposed to the Gospel were followed up on by the Holy Spirit in sovereign ways that only God could arrange. In other words, don’t sweat it! Your extra efforts won’t change things in any case. It is the ministry of the Spirit to see to it that people come into the Kingdom, not yours. Do what you can, then relax, smile and continue to plant, water and harvest as the opportunity presents itself.

5. Tell your story!
Chances are some haven’t had a 100% successful day of outreach. Sometimes an encouraging conversation will un-empower the work of the Enemy that might otherwise scare the daylights out of people. A friendly sharing time will allow them to realize they didn’t fail but that it was probably just that the person they connected with who was having a bad day.

5.5 Eat a taco.
Stop at Taco Bell (or wherever) and connect with others on your team and download regarding your outreach experiences regarding what happened. Why a taco versus a burger at Wendy’s? You can eat like a king at Taco Bell for about $1.95!

Kā Flush jūsu garīgo Caurules Ken Glassmeyer

Nav svarīgi, cik ilgi man vērienu, Es esmu bieži pārsteigts, cik daudz ietekmes kalpojot citiem tiešām ir par mūsu pašu garīgo veselību. Kad mēs barības nabadzīgajiem, vai darīt kādu mazu žestu laipnību, ne tikai mēs dodot viņiem nelielu garšu valstībā, mēs tiekam atsvaidzināts garīgi, kā arī. Esmu dzirdējis vairāk nekā viens mācītājs izmanto metaforu, ka mēs esam caurule vai cauruļvads par Dieva žēlastību, kad mēs ļaujam Viņam plūst caur mums uz citiem.

Sometimes, when that grace sprays through us, it clean our pipes.

This fall, I had my hot water heater fail on me. I live in an area that has extremely hard water, and frugal skeptic that I am, I have always resisted getting a water softener. I am also not the most knowledgeable guy when it comes to home repair. Little did I know that you are actually supposed drain and flush your hot water heater and lines at least once per year, because calcium, lime, and other minerals in hard water will calcify and gunk up your taps, fixtures pipes, and even the hot water heater itself. In my case I went 15 years without ever having the heater serviced. At first, I noticed white grit in the aerators and reduced flow from the tap. Then a few weeks later every hot water line in the house slowed to a mere trickle. After a few thousand dollars and few days with a plumber, my lines were very clear, I had a new hot water heater, and a softener. I had to help the plumber carry the old heater out of the house because it had over sixty pounds of sediment that had built up over the years. All of this could have been avoided through the simple discipline of flushing my plumbing from time to time.

Can’t the same thing be said for making outreach a regular habit in our lives?

Maybe it goes back to the idea of a man with no shoes suddenly being very happy with his life when he meets a man with no feet. When we serve people that are more impoverished than us, whether it be emotional, spiritual, or fiscal poverty, it helps put our life in perspective. It flushes our spiritual pipes and gets the gunk out.

I had a similar experience with my personal ministry right around the same time the hot water heater went out. Even though most folks assume I do outreach almost as often as I breathe, it does not really come natural to me. If truth be told, I am not a very nice person. I am actually kind of jerk. Faktiski, that is proof that effective servant evangelism is absolutely dependent on God’s kindness–not my politeness. Serving others does not come naturally to me. It might look that way if you were elbow to elbow with me doing ministry, but you aren’t seeing me in my natural element. You are seeing the power of God’s kindness transform me on the spot as it flows through me to those I am serving.

As such, sometimes I get in a funk. Sometimes, I slack off with regard to ministry. Weeks and months can slide by, and then I can spiral into a really funky spiritual place. I was in such a place this fall. I had a few serious set backs in my personal life, a few deaths and illnesses in the family, and a number of financial problems. While I wasn’t shaking my fist at God, we weren’t exactly on the best speaking terms. I certainly was in no mood to serve other people, much less be cordial toward them.

I am real big fan of Harry Chapin, and if you happen to have his Greatest Hits CD around, put it in. There is a little rant he goes on between two of his songs where he talks about the ludicrousness of churches and schools getting excited about feeding the poor around Thanksgiving: “sure they eat good for one or two days off of your food drive, but what are they going to eat the rest of the year?”

I happened to be listening to it in the car and it occurred to me, that not only do the impoverished go hungry the rest of the year, some of us get spiritually lazy the rest of the year. Before I heard the CD, I had not only skipped several planned church outreaches, I had even slowed down my personal servant evangelism. I wasn’t “making my rounds” as Steve Sjogren often teaches: simply follow your daily routine, but be attentive and ready to serve the people you meet as you run daily errands and go about your normal business.

My pipes were clogged.

I had actually even thought about skipping my church’s annual Turkeyfest, an event I helped start and refine over twenty-five years ago.

I was in a funk, and while I know and have often taught others that the best way to get out of a funk is to serve others. I didn’t want to. I conjured a hundred reasons not to join Turkeyfest. Spiritual inertia had set in.

It was a very rough autumn. My grandmother had just died just as I was finally really getting to know her and visit with her regularly. Sadly, I’m still a bit unsure just where she landed on the Engle scale before dying. I felt spiritually impotent. Here I was, a type of outreach guru, and I couldn’t even witness effectively to my mostly unsaved family. The rest of my family are pretty dang near the bottom of that same Engel scale. They have a casual awareness that there is a God, but they aren’t Him. It pretty much ends there with regards to faith with most of my family members.

Then my mom was attacked by the third type of cancer she has encountered in two decades: breast cancer, skin cancer, and now finally fatal stage four renal cell carcinoma. She is way down in Florida and, living in Ohio, I can’t really see her as much as I would like to. She has less than six months left. There’s a bit more. . .I am sterile, yet changed that into a passion for being a teacher and I was pretty good at it and even won a few awards, but then I had a heart attack breaking up a fight at school and I was diagnosed with severe CHF and forced to retire early.

I spent a great amount of time in and out the hospital and have several pieces of my anatomy sliced, diced, and removed. I tried to get healthier, but with a heart that works with less than 30% efficiency, my days in the classroom were over.

I threw myself into ministry becoming an outreach maniac and even became the editor of a national magazine dedicated to teaching folks around the world how to do two things:

  1. Notice the needs of people
  2. Help them notice God that is overjoyed to meet those needs for them

Sadly that groove only lasted a couple of years. Due to medical pension stipulations, I had to resign. In fact I had to curb all of my organized ministry endeavors for I am no longer able to lead or instruct others formally—even as a volunteer. I now have to submit a report to the state board delineating my activities proving that I am not doing any form of leading others; I can’t even teach a Bible study or lead a small group. All this for the joy of collecting 21.25% of my final year’s salary—before taxes.

Then I found out I have a brain chemistry problem that the doctors still have not put their finger on. I have become a test subject for pharmaceutical companies, only I am paying them, rather than them paying me as they try medication after medication to stabilize my brain chemistry. Quite possibly it is never going to be fixed and could be a result of all the other medications I take for my Congestive Heart Failure; Hypertension and the fact that I no longer have part of my intestinal tract and stomach.

Some mornings I wake up and wonder why Job was being such a cry-baby.

In other words, I still love God because He is my Father, but lately I haven’t been in the mood to talk to him very much and being around people that are more “cheery” than me makes me even edgier than some of you have ever seen me, and if you thought me rude and brusque before, I am down right spiritually cantankerous at the moment. . .kinda like a crotchety Christian Dennis Miller who thinks he is funnier and smarter than he really is, and says everything he is thinking out loud. So I began to stay away from gatherings so I am not toxic to others.

My spiritual pipes weren’t just clogged—they were backed up.

Anyway, I was almost in such a funk that I dang near took a pass on handing out turkeys this year, causing me to miss my first Turkeyfest. . .well since before we really didn’t have a name for it. Back when we started it in the late 1980’s we just all pitched in out of our own pocket, loaded up a few pickup trucks with frozen turkeys, stuffing, canned goods, pumpkin pies and just doing the best a group of loving amateurs could do to hand out mercy and kindness from the back of a tailgate.

Twenty five years later and we were feeding over a thousand families each Thanksgiving—with a really nice spread. I was going to bail on it.

Then two things changed my mind.

1) I heard a rumor that we might revisit the “old-school model” and have a bit more freedom to freelance/pray and stretch a few atrophied prophetic muscles and find random families to serve as the Lord led rather than use leads (with triplicate paperwork) from a social services agency making us little more than pizza delivery boys. One time last year I was yelled at by the person I gave the turkey dinner to, that I bought out of my pocket, because I was ten minutes late arriving.

2) My youngest nephew, Adam, would be joining us for his first Turkeyfest. This precocious young man is the life of any party: a kid that is two parts scoundrel and three parts saint. You never know what is going to come out of his mouth, but more times than not it would be profound and sometimes even holy.

We reduced down, not going with a larger group this year; just our little extended family of me, my wife, and some of my inlaws. They are Catholic, but let me tell you, that particular faith has forgotten more about service and kindness than any cutting edge parachurch you can name. We bought two turkey dinners to give away. The organizers at my church provided heavy-duty laundry baskets (This is an awesome idea by the way—it holds a great deal of food and a full-sized turkey without breaking, and can be used to do laundry later!) and we just went to the store and filled it with a Thanksgiving bounty including a good sized bird.

The worship was awesome, but I had to chuckle when little Adam leaned into his mother’s shoulder and said: “Uhhmm, mom, I think we went to the wrong place cause this sure ain’t no Catholic church.”

It was going to be a good day.

We drove through Lincoln Heights with our turkeys. The landscape has sure changed since the days of the white bus and food runs I used to organize in this impoverished neighborhood when I was on staff over twenty years ago. The entire place has been gentrified, but if you look close, you can still see the hidden poverty sprinkled around all the new condominiums city planners put in when the bulldozed the eight block grid housing project. I almost go lost.

As we were driving down Chamberlain Ave. little Adam was inspired: “Uncle Kenny, Instead of driving around all day and looking at houses, why don’t we just stop and ask that lady if she knows anybody that is hungry–she looks like she knows where we should go with the food.”

I look over and there is a single mom trying to load her car with a ton of laundry in plastic bags as she also herded two young kids. I hop out of the van and help her load her car introduce myself and ask her if she “knows of any families in the neighborhood going through a bad time that could maybe use an thanksgiving dinner with all the trimmings?”

She stared and me blankly for a moment and started crying and pointed to the door of the house. “I don’t live here–that’s my dad’s place,” is all she said, but kept crying.

I motioned to the van and we all carried the pies and stuffing and potatoes and turkey etc inside to meet Marcus and his grandson Javonian.

Marcus explained that his wife had just recently passed and he was trying to make things okay, but it was real rough on the family. To make matters worse, the heater was out, his car was broke, and he was about to lose his job. On top of all that, his wife had always put out a large spread for the family at Thanksgiving, but not only did he not have a clue how to cook, he didn’t have the money to afford such a spread

I started to show him that we had even gave him some basic cooking directions and showed him the cooking tips guide in the basket, but he stopped me. He pointed out the window at his daughter, “She won’t come in here right now ’cause she’s mad at me and the rest of the world. She can cook just like her ma could though, so we are good there. Don’t worry. She’ll come around. She just knows we’re about to do church in this living room, and that is probably more than she could bear right now.”

Adam frowned up at the man, “Why is she mad?”

“Well. . .” tears welled up in his eyes, but he laughed, “we were just arguing this morning about what to do about Thanksgiving this year, and I told her I would pray and God would provide–then you all showed up a few minutes later. She ain’t really mad-mad, she just knows it is time to get right with God again, you know? You folks showing up is just God messing around with her–and some folks don’t think God has a great sense of humor,” Marcus smiled down at Adam as he wiped a tear from his face. “Little man, you and your kin are an answer to prayers this morning,” and with that Marcus grabbed all our hands and we did church in his living room.

We prayed for Marcus and his grandson while his daughter lingered and watched with curiosity from the porch. Then Adam tugged on my jeans: “Aren’t you going to pray for his heater?”

I picked up the broken thermostat in my hand and Adam covered it with his and we prayed that God would “send a friend over that could help him hook it back up right.” The phone rang just as we were leaving. It was a friend of Marcus calling to see what would be a good time to come over and rewire the thermostat that had been lying on the floor.

My pipes are clean now.

Nelietojiet Go Underground On Halloween ar Marty Boller

Esmu bijis ierosmes kalpa evaņģelizācijas daudzus gadus. Mūsu Vineyard baznīca Cedar Rapids, Iowa ir 13 gadus vecs, un mēs esam vienmēr ir bijusi sirds par to outreaches veida ka Steve Šegrena vispirms vērsta uz mūsu uzmanību Vīna dārzu ģimenē atpakaļ vēlu 1980. Over the years we’ve done free food giveaways, hosted farmer’s markets, distributed free flowers on Mother’s Day, raked neighborhood leaves in the fall, and given away free goodies at Christmas parades.

As I write this short report, our church is gearing up for our seventh annual Trunk-N-Treat Halloween event. On October 31st, we turn our large parking lot into a Halloween spectacular that draws in hundreds and hundreds of families from around our city. We line up our cars at the end of our parking lot, making a huge U-shaped loop. For two hours on Halloween night, from 5 PM to 7 PM, we give away candy and treats from the trunks of our cars, giving parents a safe and protected place to do their Trick-or-Treating. At the end of the “U” each participant gets a free hot dog and drink, and a warm greeting from our welcoming team.

Over the years, I’ve had well-meaning Christians question me on why we are cooperating with such a dark holiday as Halloween. I tell them that while I personally hate Halloween (and I’m guessing that so does Jesus), I believe that Jesus wants us Christ-followers to be out there with the masses, loving ‘the hell’ out of those who come our way. Oh yeah, I know, I might be trafficking with evil, but as I see it, God’s love is so much stronger than the powers of darkness.

So my encouragement to you this October 31st? Don’t go underground on Halloween, hiding behind your locked doors or hunkering down in your church buildings. May I suggest that you and your church go ‘public’, moving beyond the typical Hallelujah evening for “Christians only”. Try something risky. Take a step into the darkness with the loving light of God. Try hob-knobbing with some of the pagans this year, letting the love of Christ be evident. And while the time might be too short for you and your church to pull off a full-fledged Trunk-N-Treat, try doing what our youth group has done in past years. We call it a Reverse Trick-or-Treat. We arm our youth group and families with bags of candy and on the night before Halloween, we send them out into neighborhoods, knocking on doors and ringing doorbells. When the folks answer the door, we offer them free candy! Without a doubt our teams come back with many reports of surprised faces and blessed neighbors! I’ve been so thrilled year after year when parents from our neighborhood express their appreciation to me that a local church would provide such a great blessing for them during the Halloween season. As I see it, it’s a perfect opportunity for our churches to bring the light of God into the darkness of the season, for His Name’s sake.

Tikai daži var pieskarties Daudzi Steve Šegrena

Tas neņem lielu apkalpi, lai padara atstāt lielu nospiedumu.

Uzvara Dieva valstībā vienmēr ir devusies uz underdogs. Dievs gandrīz vienmēr anoints miniscule grupu, lai darīt savu cenu. Es uzskatu, ka tas iepriecinoši, jo viss, kas man ir sākusies, ir bijis neliels - parasti uz ilgu laiku, ja ne uz visiem laikiem. What God builds usually starts (and typically stays) on the smallish side.

I used to say that it started small but then would grow large, but now I see that often numbers usually only grow fat. I now see that it is almost always the case that a radical but small fringe gets the Kingdom lifestyle and message. Why does it stay small? It’s all about the offensive cost of mercy. Jesus said “Many are called but few are chosen” (Matt. 18). The context of that verse could well be restated, “Many are called but few choose” the Kingdom. The Kingdom, as God defines it, is always something that is set up according to his parameters, not ours. Most don’t like that much, so they protest, they decide it’s not for them, and vote themselves out of it like the religious people in Matthew chapter 18 (yes, it was the religious people who decided not to participate in the Kingdom once they figured out how the mercy of God works as in this story).

This Jesus story is fresh with me today. A few of us went out mixing it up with dozens of lost people who, like those in Nineveh, didn’t know their left hand from their right. We did a $1 carwash. We washed people’s cars and paid them a dollar for the privilege of serving them. We stunned many. Numbers teared up. We teared up! I’m always amazed what can happen when a few, enthused, dedicated people move in a common direction and pour their hearts into something. Do something great with God. It only takes a few.

Ūdens Living ar Camey Gravley

Pirms daudziem gadiem, cilvēks apzināti ieguldīti dzīvē manas ģimenes. Tāpēc, ka viņš bija tik dzīvs elpošanas portrets Kristus, mūsu ģimene nevarēja palīdzēt, bet ir mainījusies uz visiem laikiem. Viņš sniedza par sevi, tādā veidā, ka daudzas reizes neviens cits bija pavediens par. Neskaitāmi telefona zvani, e-pastiem, and etc even after our family had moved away and were no longer under his seemingly direct care as our pastor. That’s how sold out he was to what he believed in and whom he believed in.

This past week, our church took 13 youth to camp. You might be thinking that does not sound like very many to you. In other context, I might tend to agree with you on that. But these were not just any 13 youth. They were youth that we have been exceedingly intentional on investing in. Youth that have cups with their name on it in our kitchen cabinet in our home because they have spent time in our home at our table. 13 may sound like an unlucky number to some as well. But considering it was almost double of what went last year, how could that possibly be bad?

We learned that the man unexpectedly to us went to Heaven on his 58th birthday while at camp. I must confess that I was shook hard. Not that I had left anything unsaid with him because that is far from the case. We did not hesitate in saying that we loved each other because of how tender & God-life giving the love was. I was shook hard because it reminded me yet again about his intentionality in our lives. How even though he did not know any of the youth that were with us personally – he was praying for them. How often do you pray for someone you do not even know just because they’re connected to someone you love relentlessly and are invested in?

When we’re truly living in a way that shows who is the real leader of our minds as well as hearts – we will have cups with people’s names on them that other people might just want to pass right on by even if they trip on their untied shoelaces in the process. When we take the time to remember that our lives are truly to be about and for God and not the capital “I” – we will be intentional on not only noticing others but being willing to bend down and tie their shoelaces. Even if doing so means bending down on the ground to reach it. For someone short like me – it’s not that far of a distance to reach the ground. But just that simple act of kindness can speak volumes.

Our lives are busy. I’m sure yours is no different. But what ways are you being intentional in living life with others? As a pastor’s family – we can use the excuse that our home should be totally off limits. We’ll just see them when at the physical church building when it’s time for “church.” As the current youth leader, I could pull the – “I’m with you on Wednesday & Thursday nights. That ought to be enough.” Sure Jesus went off to have time to get alone. We should too. But not at the expense of closing off that which God meant to be shared – everyday life and living. You hurt – I hurt too. You cry – I wipe your tears. That’s a radical kind of “I” because it goes against what Satan wants and points directly to God and His love. How busy are you again?

Summer is here. Just yesterday, it was 112 degrees. No denying how incredibly hot that is. You simply could not escape the heat. A simple thing like a cup of water or cool refreshing sweet ice tea does wonders on a hot summer day. How sweeter to have it in a cup with your very own name on it in someone’s home that loves you relentlessly? God loves us like that so much so that Jesus died on the cross with my name not only on Him but pouring out of His veins too.

Stop for just a moment and think about individuals who have been intentional in your life’s moments because of God’s love for them first and then theirs for you. Perhaps it was a pastor, youth leader, teacher or someone you went to school with? What would your life’s moments look like now if they had not invested intentionally in you? What if they had ran right on past you because they were too busy to notice you? Or they did not want to take the time because it was you?

May summer of 2011 be the time when God’s love is spread like a flowing spring of living water! You’re reading this! You’ve been prayed for! It was intentional.

Ziedu dot-Aways ir liels Outreaches ar Janie Šegrena

flowers

Get a group together to bundle up flowers, with some other accent greenery. Target anywhere that you can find women, i.e. shopping areas, Nursing Homes, and people leaving libraries and exercise clubs.

Buy buckets of flowers, baby’s breath and some fern. Get some ribbon, clear and green paper to wrap the flowers in, and some preprinted cards and rubber bands.

outreach cardCreate cards to attach to the flowers:
We just wanted you to know you are loved!

Have a blessed day!

From ______(church, website, celebration times, phone number)

This is a small reminder that you are loved!

vai

Have a great day!

From ______(church, website, celebration times, phone number)

Create Phrase: Use a phrase above, or create your own.

Copy It: onto colored paper or cardstock.

Cut It: Assign a perfectionist to use a paper cutter and cut up into smaller cards.

Punch It: Make a hole with a hole punch in each card.

Bundle It: Buy buckets of flowers, baby’s breath and some fern. Wrap a flower with some greenery, surround with green and clear plastic sheets of floral paper to wrap the flowers in, and secure with a rubber band.

Thread It: Thread a ribbon or two through the hole to attach the note to the flowers. Use one or two colorful strands, maybe 2 strands of 12” of either of red, pink, purple or white curling ribbon.

Bucket It: Place bottom ends of flowers into water in buckets, tub, coolers or bins to transport your flowers to your hand-out site.

LOCATIONS FOR OUTREACH

Intentional Acts of Kindness: Find women to give flowers to on street corners, nursing homes, shopping areas and door to door give-aways.

Empower the people in church to extend love beyond the walls of the church: Have the flowers with cards attached and ready on Sunday morning, and ask people to take them as they leave to give away. They might have someone in mind, or they might know of someone who lives alone in their neighborhood who could use a lift. Or they could hand them out to strangers that they come across.

WHAT TO SAY

“We just wanted to bless your day!” “We just wanted you to know you are loved!”

Seši Lūgšanas palielināt savu Outreach IQ Steve Šegrena

prayer in outreachParasti tiek uzskatīts, ka viens ir IQ ir diezgan statisks numurs, ka tas nevar tikt palielināts, bet ne gadījumā Outreach IQ. Kad runa ies jūs varat palielināt savu inteliģences līmeni. It’s a matter of doing some practical things—prayerful things. 

Prayer is the lifeblood of all vital outreach. You can pray without doing outreach, but you can’t do outreach without prayer.

You can pray without doing outreach, but you can’t do outreach without prayer.

It is easy to fall into the trap of being busy in outreach activities without walking in a spirit of prayer. Such a routine will only stir up lots of activity but little lasting fruit. Operating in this mode won’t yield the results we seek. 

God communicates with us all the time. The only hold up is on our end—the receiving end of things. As we pray we are able to hear his voice clearly. There are certain prayers that bear more fruit than others. Some prayers are easy to answer. They are the kinds that express his heart without hesitation.

If we hope to be effective in outreach we need to offer up prayers in faith, with no reservation.

If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him. But let him ask in faith, with no doubting. James 1:5,6 NKJV  

We are wise if we choose our prayers well. If we hope to pray enthusiastically our prayers need to express the heart of God as revealed in his word. Consider the following as part of your prayer arsenal.

Prayer 1. “Bring People To You O Lord”
Pray for the Lost.

God shapes our hearts by the things we pray. 

The beginning point of prayer for outreach is to focus on THE point of it all—the Lost. Pray for the Lost around you. God will sensitize you to their plight, their pain, their struggle as you lift them up to God. Until we pray for the Lost we will likely only be irritated by the them. We are likely to lose patience until we enthusiastically welcome them in—in word and action.

Prayer 2. “Capture My Heart”
Ask God to Move Your Heart.

God will take a risky prayer like that seriously and move in your life. This can be a dangerous prayer to utter—at least dangerous if you don’t wish to participate in the action of the kingdom. Once God has gotten hold of your life he will take you, use you and send you to do his work. 

Prayer 3. “Increase My Anointing
Ask God for more power.

Praying this prayer is Part A. Being available to obey is Part B.
Practice doing the will of God. Practice a LOT. We get better at any skill as we do it frequently. Evangelism works in the same way. Get among others to practice your outreach chops frequently. God will build his momentum in you as you walk out his power. 

Prayer 4. “Stir Up My Gifts
Ask God for greater skill.

The Bible says the gifts and the calling of God are without repentance. God has clearly gifted you whether you can see the extent of his gifting in you or not. Life is about seeing more of the gifting he has given us and we explore our way forward. Flow with your gifting. Allow him to explore your gifting. Allow him to pour more gifting into you. Don’t demand perfection. If you do you will miss out on the majority of what he has for you. God will use you in new ways as you pray to that end. 

Prayer 5. “Give Me Favor
Ask God for greater effectiveness.

As God moves in your life, he gives you his favor and you are able to move forward with momentum. One of the first things you will need is a cadre of people to support you in your mission. You will need a team to help carry out the mission God has called you to. His favor needs to rest upon you if you hope to walk out the vision he has given. 

A prayer that goes hand in hand with this one is this:

Prayer 6. “Bring Contagious People To Me”
Jesus prayed this with slightly different wording.
After these things the Lord appointed seventy others also, and sent them two by two before His face into every city and place where He Himself was about to go. 2 Then He said to them, “The harvest truly is great, but the laborers are few; therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest. 3 Go your way; behold, I send you out as lambs among wolves. Luke 10:1-3, NKJV 

The key verse is Luke 10:2, “Pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into his harvest.” A friend of mine encourages people to set their watches and cell phone alarms to sound at 10:02 every day to remind them to pray in agreement that the Lord would send laborers into the harvest. Thus twice a day (AM and PM) people all over the globe are praying in agreement that God will send out workers into the harvest field. A great reminder!

Spend time with those who have the outreach virus. We catch it from others more than we are taught it in a head-to-head fashion. It’s about catching outreach. You don’t so much learn about it in a classroom setting. It’s vital that we walk with those who are already fluent in outreach. Catch on as you catch it from those who have it. Better yet, let’s pray our way forward.

Of Words Power Steve Šegrena

Ko Say / Ko lai neteiktu

Verbālā sastapšanās mums ir ar cilvēkiem, kā mēs darām ielu ir ļoti svarīga. Tas ir, to, ko mēs sakām - un ko mēs nesakām — var veikt vai salauzt kādu sastapties informēšanu. Ir veidi, pasakot lietas, kas ir daudz efektīvāka nekā citi. Mēs negribam teikt visu pops jūsu galvu kopumā. Mēs savieno ar cilvēkiem, kas ir, un liela ir baismīgs, neticību, un pat ja tie ir ziņkārīgs par to, ko mēs darām, tie ir, tajā pašā laikā nav gatavi nodot savu uzticību mums — galu galā mēs esam kopējais svešinieki. Labākais veids, kā to izdarīt ārējas mutiski ir veikt mazliet laika domāt caur to, ko tas ir, ka mēs cenšamies paveikt. Tā kā mēs darām palīdzības programmas liels skaits cilvēku mūsu sabiedrībā mums ir daudz pēc iespējas nodot mutisku ziņojumu, kā arī spēcīga darbība dodot viņiem dāvanu - vai nu kaut kas fiziski vai pakalpojums.

Mēs esam gudri teikt, tieši tik daudz, bet ne pārāk daudz, ka viņi vēlas pievērst atpakaļ. Es ieteiktu mēs nodot šāda:

1. "Šis ir bezmaksas ..."

2. "... Tas ir parādīt Dieva laipnību ..."

Tad stāvēt malā un skatīties, ko Dievs dara. Dažreiz mums būs cilvēki izdarīt uz darbību un uzdot jautājumus par to, kāpēc mēs to darām. Pārējā laikā mēs esam tikai izkliedējot sēklas, kas gatavojas nest augļus pār ilgajam jo viņu sirdis ir kondicionieri.

Šis jautājums verbalizing ar cilvēkiem, jūs savieno ar ir kaut kas izaugs, kā jūs ieguldīt vairāk laika procesā informēšanu. Jūs uzzināsiet vairāk ideālu veidus pasakot lietas, kas der jūsu kakla mežā.

Es svētīju jūs dzīvot, mācīties un augt jūsu ietekmes centienus!

Human Conveyor Belt

Te ir reāla vienkāršs, , ka mēs bieži vien aizmirst. . .

Strādāt gudrāk, Nav grūtāk!

hauling foodNav svarīgi, kāda no SE projekta veidu jūs strādājat, iespējams, jums ir, lai izkrautu un slodzes materiāli. Pretēji izplatītajam atzinumu, I have found that you should NOT do all the preparation behind the scenes in the name of being volunteer friendly. Keep in mind, there going to be some new folks showing up to your outreach. They are really afraid of “witnessing” vai “evangelism” because they think most of the work here will be talking. Those of you that are veterans, no it is more about doing than talking. When folks gather for an outreach, they are either socializing, or fretting about all wondering if they will mess this up. Give them something to do. Here is way to encourage conversation, team building, and effective utilization of volunteers (if they are standing around they get bored then you will lose them). Let’s say you have 250 boxes of Coke Zero to move from the outreach shed into three SUV with ice and coolers waiting. Do not make the mistake you see above, where only three strapping young men heft the materials, walk it fifty yards or so, and load it.

plenty of helpInstead make a human chain. There is an art to this believe it or not. Look at the group of people you have meandering around and try to figure out how many you need to span the gap from the staging area to the truck. Next, arrange folks based on heigth and reach. Put them in a straight line from loading pile to target. Then, this is real important, have every other person turn and face the opposite direction. This will cause each person to be a “cog” in your human conveyor belt. They now face a partner. Now small boxes of just about anything (try to keep the weight under 15 lbs) will fly from one place to another via simple “pushing” of the object from one person to the next. Even better, since there is no twisting, bending, or lifting it will go smooth and easy. The nice thing about such an ergonomic system, is that it makes it easy for even kids to help out, and people can still have conversations with one another as they work since they are facing two people each.

Try it. . .you will slap your head after you see it work the first time and wonder why you didn’t do this earlier!