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Your Personal Ground Zero
November 2001
How can I describe the place that had become known as ダoGround Zero?ダ_
Like an open wound upon the land? The gates of hell? The
doorway to heaven? These are all phrases IダTve heard during the past
several weeks and especially during the week our team from Maranatha
Chapel traveled to be part of the many ministry efforts taking place
right now in New York City.
Our ministry team reported to Harvest Christian Fellowship, New York, to receive
our assignments, only to discover that while we had landed in one of
the densest concentrations of population in the world, where literally
masses of people needed ministering to, we were asked to simply
minister one-on-one, to people on the streets or wherever we might
be. We were challenged to follow the example of Jesus. He
saw the multitudes, and yet met individual needs with compassion, in a
personal and private way. So, our team of 12 spread out over the
Ground Zero area and made ourselves available to listen and talk
and pray with people as the Lord led us. How quickly people were
ready to open up and share their heavy hearts!
We learned quickly that what people needed most was simply the chance to
talk. We asked questions like, ダoWhere were you when it happened?
Did you know anyone who died? How are you handling fearダンor
griefダンor confusion?ダ_ We discovered that in 20 ダ"30 minutes, we
developed strong bonds with these people, and found ourselves caring
more deeply and personally than we ever thought possible. One member of
our team, Jan Clark, described for us a couple of the people she and
others met:
ダoThere was Mike, who told us he believes he is alive today because he
was irresponsible. He had been scheduled for a job interview on
September 11 high up in the Twin Towers. But, he had spent the
day before out with his buddies and didnダTt get his resume done, so
decided to skip the interview.
Then there is Joel, the construction worker, who is haunted everyday by
what he saw that day. He was situated where he could see people
hanging out the windows of the Trade Center, deciding how they would
choose to die. He canダTt erase the images from his mind of people
jumping and falling to a terrifying death.
Jan spoke for all of us when she wrote, ダoI have fallen in love with the
people of New York and my heart breaks for them. I know that the
Lord had to send me across the country to learn to love people where
they are without expectation and to watch the Lord work through me, in
spite of my weaknesses and shortcomings. It has been a humbling
and very emotional experience to return and try to share what I
learned. I just know that I am better for having met the hearts
of the people who live at Ground Zero.ダ_
I too realized when I came home, that this kind of ministry should
happen all the time, every day in my life, as I encounter people with
needs and fears and personal trials. I realized again how deeply Jesus
cares about the individual and how important it is for us, as members
of His Body, to open our eyes and hearts to care for our neighbors,
family and co-workers. Jesus wants to use each of us as vessels
of healing and hope in what is to many a frightening and hopeless
world.
There are literally thousands of stories to be told in New York,
stories that break our hearts and urge us to reach out with the love of
Jesus. But I also realized that it took a tragedy like September
11 to wake me up once again to the reality that every day, everywhere,
someone has a story, a need, a heartache, their own personal ダoground
zero.ダ_ Jesus left behind a trail of healing and hope and mended
hearts, and He asks us to follow Him on that path.
ダoFor I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me
drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed
Me; I was sick and you visited me; I was in prison and you came to
Meダンinasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you
did it to Meダ_ (Matthew 25: 35-40).
God bless America!
Pastor Ray Bentley