The Italian Aria

Recently I listened to an Italian aria and sensed the pure emotion of it all. 
At one point I was driven to worship God as expressions of thankfulness to Him welled up inside of me.   So, I questioned …Where did that come from?    Where there is great injustice, suffering, extreme poverty, anguish of spirit, tremendous sorrow or grieving, overwhelming emotion, God is close by.  His Holy Spirit is hovering, waiting for a heart that out of brokeness is turning to Him.  On the streets of skid row the presence of evil is tangible, life is on the edge, but the Holy Spirit is also near.  Waiting for a hurting person to cry out to God.  Romans 10:14 comes to mind.
  “How then will they call on him in whom they have not believed ? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have not heard ? And how will they hear without someone preaching ? And how are they to preach unless they are sent ?”
For that brief moment in history I am sent. For that man I met sitting on the curb at main and Cordova st. He sorely needed the nourishment in the stew he was eating from the Salvation Army truck. He was a shadow of a man, gaunt and ravaged from disease and drugs sitting in squallor and filth. I challenged him to repent and die like a man rather than like a gutter rat. He started to justify himself and say that he didn’t do drugs.  I ignored his feeble lies and invited him to join us in the Salvation Army  prayer circle that started about 15 feet away from him. I turned and joined them and much to my amazement he came and stood beside me. As they prayed a deep sense of God’s presence overwhelmed me. Lord, could I make a difference in this hell hole.  I couldn’t hold back the tears as I prayed in the spirit.  Once again Rom. 10:14
Came to mind.
We are the hands and feet of Christ in desperate situations. If Jesus were here  he would go to where people are hurting. Our human nature is to go the other way, then wonder where God is. He’s hidden himself where extreme emotion abounds. 

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