THE ENCOUNTER III > This story is written as if fictional, but it is not, I’m living this every day. Have you heard a call in your soul saying, “Gotham needs you?” This is one man’s attempt to identify and answer that call. To take up the mantle of being a Caped Crusader. I am caped in God’s Covering and led by his Spirit. Indianapolis is my Gotham. Where and what is yours?
December 17, 2014. Don sat in the darkness of his God Cave pondering. It was still early and he had not prayed yet, but his mind was filled with thoughts of last night. So he sat in his special place, his Batcave, his place of ministry and focus. Only a computer screen glowed in front of him for some lighting. His Bible lay open in that glow.
“What was that? What just happened last night? Was that real?” But it was so simple, and it was so powerful. He could still feel God moving through him as he had prayed for those people. And what about Charlie? “I never witnessed to a person in such a simple way before, and yet I think it was the best witness I ever did. What was that, Lord? I want more.”
His thoughts continued to roll as he replayed last night in his mind. “Points of pain” the Southern Baptist had said. And now this young man that he had had the privilege of mentoring when he was young and growing up, now this young man had become a connection point to everything God had revealed to him in his one year sabbatical. That one year was racing towards an end, soon he would find a job and get back into the workforce, but not quite yet, and God’s leading was getting stronger every day!
Chris, the young man in mention, had become a Church planter for the Southern Baptist denomination. They had a mandate to target “Points of Pain” all around and within the city of Indianapolis. He had literally started from scratch with this inner city apartment complex. He went in there praying and seeking a way to connect and minister. There had been resistance from the apartments in the beginning. They did not know him, his wife, and his five daughters, three of whom are foster children. They did not know this strange white person coming in wanting to plant flowers and do simple landscaping and property clean-up for them. They were suspicious, and thought he might pose a threat. It was a rocky road in the beginning, but Chris had heard God’s voice and he kept praying and obeying in simple faith.
Then a Southern Baptist Ministry team came up to help him for a day. They drove a long ways to get there and now Chris had them helping do landscaping. A leader on the team wanted to have a word with him. “Look, Chris, I didn’t drive all the way up here to do landscaping. Isn’t there something more going on here?”
Chris had no answer, because as of yet no one in the complex had opened up to them. He walked away to his car and began to pray to God. “Oh God, I know you led me here, but how can I answer these people that have come so far to help? I need something from you God.” He poured out his heart for a few minutes, not knowing what he was going to do. When he finally turned around to go back to the work, he discovered that the very first person had made contact, and she was talking to the very man who had been asking is there no more than this? It also turned out that this lady had a son who was killed in the very playground they were working, and she just wanted to let them know she appreciated what they were doing. Now Don knew he had just seen what this grassroots outreach had grown to. It was still very fragile, but it was definitely growing! It was alive! And God showed up there!
And then there was the witnessing encounter with Charlie.
“Hhmm, wow Lord. What a special night.” Don thought about his next blogsite article he needed to write. This story of “Do you have your Gotham” was very alive and well, and it was going somewhere. He also felt like he had a lead on the job he should apply for. A place working downtown with opportunity to meet people and make connections. After much walking around and praying, it seemed to make logical sense, and so it was time. It was time to make a decision and move in that direction. He would send out four applications by way of Internet. He had four places already picked out to target. The thought of it scared him a little, no… who was he kidding… it scared him a lot! But if this was the path, God would help him. He was poised and ready to make applications to become… a “STARBUCKS barista”.
“Lord help me. It’s time to pray.”
(I promise the next chapter to come soon, and more details of that night will be given. The apartment complex will not be named, but this is an evangelistic outreach you don’t want to miss. We ask the question of W.W.J.D? What would Jesus do? But I have been asking the question of: W.D.J.D? What “did” Jesus do? He very plainly showed us the discipleship method he used with his home in Capernaum as his home base. This story is still a month behind and I can tell you there are great details of this journey yet to come. Thanks for reading. 🙂