Every summer, I go to a Cree Indian reservation in Canada. This year will be the second time my wife Nicole joins me. We do this because, like everyone, the people there need Jesus. The wealth of his love for them is unseen—if we don’t go, who will?
The kids love us too. They come from abused or neglectful backgrounds, so we often function as a second set of parents for them. On one of our recent trips, a little girl hugged me before we left and said, “Goodbye, daddy.” I didn’t know what to say—what could I say?
The suicide rate is astronomically high in these reservations. Recently Saskatchewan called a state of emergency over the situation. But only Jesus can bind the brokenhearted.
Usually, I teach the lessons when we go. This year, the theme is “The Armor of God”—a comprehensive study of what it means to be equipped in God’s word. I hope I’ll connect with them—and that the message will really get through. Love must be sincere (Romans 12:9); it is not good to have zeal without knowledge, nor to be hasty and miss the way (Proverbs 19:2). Wisdom must be there for love to be complete.
God is working powerfully. I have the privilege of riding his wave.