My Soul is Anchored in the Lord

Today was restful.

In the morning, I took my group to a Christian Mission that feeds people, houses a shelter, works with the community, and runs a Christian Discipleship program that brings men out of addictions, violence, and other problems and leads them in a seminary-type training. It is a great program with amazing results. The groups generally do a little bit of work and then I make sure they get a tour. The men share their lives with us and give all glory to the Lord. Each time I go to the mission I am more inspired by the men I meet and the way God has worked to completely transform their lives.

One guy there that I have visited a couple of times is 25 and has had three ex-wives and 6 kids. He got into trouble with the law and then entered the program after trying to escape the streets. He is the most unassuming and gentle guy now. We saw him on a tour today and he declined telling his testimony since he was not doing well right now. The guy taking us for a tour prayed for him and hugged him as brothers. It was a beautiful thing to see.

Our tour guide ended the tour by singing a breath-taking rendition of "My soul is anchored in the Lord". This man was born a heroin addict, became an enforcer for drug lords and was a very violent man. However, the man we saw before us in the mission chapel was singing a song of pain and salvation that almost brought tears to my eyes. I am reminded of the true change and justice that can only come from faith in Jesus. His healing power restores souls and is our only hope.