morethanSunday

A whole bunch of us got to see Starfield do one of their two “re-dos” in Abbotsford.  Oh goodness me, it was an epic time.  It seemed that there was a slight darkness still looming about that came from the accident a month and a half ago, but going there, I could tell that a lot of healing and progress had been made from then.

The night moreover provided a sense of closure and commission.  There were testimonies in the thick of it and it further solidified the fact that God was present in the middle of the insanity and that He never left us.

The night continued with an infectious fervor and compelling intensity.  Tim, Jon, Gordie and Dave gave way for the grace of God to enter the place and show that we won’t be backing down and that we have won the war against the powers that so easily bind us to something less than we’re supposed to be.  One thing’s for sure from that night that the chains of sin and accusation were broken and the Spirit of the living God was jumping, singing and proclaiming freedom.

In short, it was a great time that I had being in the church of God worshipping and sharing in the experience that is God Almighty.

God is good, all the time.

I am flabbergasted.

Thanks to Katie and Felicia for commenting and for all the others that have swung by and haven’t commented but have taken away something.  We all have stories and let’s use them to give the glory to God.

There’s one thing last night that I saw but didn’t mention last time around.  While the paramedics and fire fighters were attending to those injured on scene, Tim Neufeld came around and made sure that everyone was alright, making himself available to whoever needed it.  He asked my friend Rebecca if she was alright, and she was her usual self despite the chaos around her.  She bit her lip in pain, winced, smiled and said she was perfectly fine.  Gabe and I were by Rebecca looking after her.  We both looked into his face and could see a brokeness that leaked through.  Gabe asked if he was alright.  His eyes were red, and he bit his lip and it looked like he fought hard to fight back the tears.  One of his family members came around and took him away in a loving embrace.

I just watched the news report from ctv about what happened yesterday and am in complete shock and awe at how big and how good God is.  From where I was, when I saw the lighting and speaker rig come down, I seriously feared that the hulking mass of both rig and speaker would come straight down on someone.  After watching the newscast, I’m convinced that either the conditions were accidentally perfect or something absolutely divine happened last night (I’m leaning more heavily on the latter).  It was the rig that held pews from tumbling into the hole and onto people.  Whenever I retell the story of what I saw, there’s a visceral pining in me that comes out to say that it could have been worse; I couldn’t explain how but I knew it could have.  I thought it was just me pragmatically trying to justify the good of the situation but God comes around, bonks me on the head and says, “hey big guy, I have this on lock.”

Young people testified in front of a camera broadcasting to the whole city that their God was a God that loves people.  They testified that speakers fell perfectly beside them and not on them.  Dominique, one of my friends that fell through the floor, and experienced this too.  A big monitor landed right beside her and that was too perfect not to be divine.  The rig holding the speakers and lights dodged (no… the semantics are wrong, it’s too random, chance-filled) missed the hole that people fell through and as a result, bones were broken instead of lives taken away.  Now, don’t misquote me to say that I’m downplaying the fact that some were severely injured.  My heart breaks for my brothers and sisters are experiencing pain, both physical and emotional right now, especially for them that know that unknown young lady that was in the hospital yesterday who might not be able to walk again.

Katie mentioned that she’s still praying and we shouldn’t stop that.  We are witnesses, like Felicia said, and witnesses testify the truth.  Let’s love on the people that were hurt and meet their need.  Let’s be Christ-like Christians.

Blessings to all of you.

Send us.

My heart and prayers go out to all of those who were injured tonight when the floor gave way.  To those who were seriously hurt, I asked, “why?” but don’t have an answer yet.  When something like this happens it brings us close to the looming reality that we are here on borrowed time.  I believe in a God that is sovereign and is infinitely just but it’s tough to see something like this and say to God, why on earth did you allow this to happen?  But it’s just that, it happens.

Two very close friends of mine were in the middle of the fray when the floor buckled and it wasn’t until I finally gathered myself a minute or two later that I realized they were there.  “It happened so quickly.”  For a second, while the paramedics, fire fighters, and police officers were running around the church. I felt my heart slowly descending into a poisonous despair.  I prayed, hard.  I wanted them to be safe.  We went downstairs and found them.  The emergency personnel did a stellar job of keeping everything together; thank you to all of them.  They whisked one friend off to the hospital in a packed ambulance to get some tests done and the rest of us followed by car.  I saw one gentleman get wheeled on a stretcher face down, no shirt on his back.  His shoulder was dislocated.  While we were there, my heart sunk a little more.  We heard whispers of a young lady and how she might not be able to move again.

I think the greatest tragedy is to scowl and point an angry, frustrated finger at the sky and join in with all the other cynics thinking the world is an unfair place where bad things happen to good people and good things happen to bad people and that some higher being is not out to make it all easy peasy.

I caught myself, though.  I had to remind myself what had happened earlier, so as not to spiral deeper.

Before everything happened, we heard from David Nasser.  I heard him speak years before and was looking forward again to hear his passionate, powerful and moving talks.  He spoke today about needs.  People today have needs, go figure.  They need proper food, clean water, and clothes on their backs.  People (I’m talking to you and me), we need to meet the needs of people.  After what happened today, people are going to need a lot of love and support, and let’s show that to them.  The world is out to tell you that you can’t stop suffering, that you can’t stop hunger, that you can’t stop death.  Of course we can’t, but our God can.  He gave the insane idea to a group of twelve normal people thousands of years ago to love their neighbour as themselves and to love God with everything.  Standing there, with all that was happening around me, I saw people loving people.  The band were the first to help out those that fell through.  They dropped everything and helped out those pinned.  First aiders in the crowd were assessing the situation and making sure that people were looked after.  Those outside were huddled together in small groups crying out to God and praying for safety and well being.

So.  I’ll end this for tonight.  My prayers are with all of you.

Send us out.