That Which Is Denied Cannot Be Healed.

The Ragamuffin Rabble Are The Unsung Assembly Of Saved Sinners Who Are Little In Their Own Sight, Conscious Of Their Brokenness And Powerlessness Before God, And Who Cast Themselves On His Mercy. Startled By The Extravagant Love Of God, They Do Not Require Success, Fame, Wealth, Or Power To Validate Their Worth. Their Spirit Transcends All Distinctions Between The Powerful And Powerless, Educated And Illiterate, Billionaires And Bag Ladies, High-tech Geeks And Low-tech Nerds, Males And Females, The Circus And The Sanctuary.

This Is The God Of The Gospel Of Grace. A God Who, Out Of Love For Us, Sent The Only Son He Ever Had Wrapped In Our Skin. He Learned How To Walk, Stumbled And Fell, Cried For His Milk, Sweated Blood In The Night, Was Lashed With A Whip And Showered With Spit, Was Fixed To A Cross, And Died Whispering Forgiveness On Us All.

Leadership In The Church Is Not Entrusted To Successful Fund Raisers, Brilliant Biblical Scholars, Administrative Geniuses, Or Spellbinding Preachers...but To Those Who Have Been Laid Waste By A Consuming Passion For Christ - Passionate Men And Women For Whom Privilege And Power Are Trivial Compared To Knowing And Loving Jesus.

Silent Solitude Makes True Speech Possible And Personal. If I Am Not In Touch With My Own Belovedness, Then I Cannot Touch The Sacredness Of Others. If I Am Estranged From Myself, I Am Likewise A Stranger To Others.

In Essence, There Is Only One Thing God Asks Of Us - That We Be Men And Women Of Prayer, People For Whom God Is Everything And For Whom God Is Enough. That Is The Root Of Peace. We Have That Peace When The Gracious God Is All We Seek. When We Start Seeking Something Besides Him, We Lose It.