A Shout to the Nations

I was sitting looking at pictures of when I went to India this past May. I started to think about when I was there. What I learned when I was there. The power I felt when I was there and it all felt foreign to me because I think I almost forgot. I couldn't believe I almost forgot all of that. I mean, how could I forget, you know? I left thinking there was no way I'd ever forget everything that happened. That I'd never forget all of my brothers and sisters. How the heck could I have forgotten? How could I forget

Kamal--How you lead your brothers in prayer

Ajay--How you provided Chai and fire for us in the middle of night

Goldie -- The leader of worship in you

Dipak--How you stole my heart with your smile

Reena--How you wouldn't let go of my hand

Mahima--Your eyes

Rinku--Your heart to love people

Bobby--How humbly you worship

Karan--How easily you were held in our arms

Suraj--My first friend

BC--The praise you gave to God for your life, your life, of all things

Sweety--How the soft touch of your hand to my face said everything I needed to hear from you

Amit--The way you engage everyone around you in the life you live

Anil..Sandeep..Saurab..Promod..Ashish..

How could I forget my family who fights for Jesus in India? How could I forget God's authority there? The pureness of His Spirit there? The worship I saw in it's truest form? How could I forget?

How do I keep pretending I don't have brothers and sisters all around the world tonight, praying, fasting, seeking, loving and serving Jesus?

I shouldn't. Because I do. I do have all of you. And it brings me the greatest sense of peace knowing I have all of you. Even if I don't know you, I have you. I have a brother lying in the streets of Chile. I have a sister in the suburbs of Tennessee. I have a family in India, a family in India. Even more than those I have already met. I know there's more who know Jesus in India than I know.

I wish I could know all of you. I wish I could look into all of your eyes and listen to all of your stories and share life with you. To see all the different faces of Jesus in the Children He has around the world. To worship in all your different languages but praising the same Savior. I wish we could all join together and finally be The Church that God has longed for to unite and work at the Body using all our gifts and talents He's given us to unleash His Kingdom on Earth as it is in Heaven. I wish..I wish I could know you all.

I can't...yet. But until then--

I will not forget you. You, my family, my flesh and blood, I will not forget you.