CWE Pre Camp Devo #8
2 Peter 1:5-7
“For this very
reason, make every effort to add to your faith goodness; and to goodness,
knowledge; 6 and to knowledge, self-control; and to self-control, perseverance;
and to perseverance, godliness; 7 and to godliness, brotherly kindness…”
Matthew 25:35-40
“For I was hungry
and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to
drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed
me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit
me.’ “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and
feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you
in, or needing clothes and clothe you?
When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’“The King
will reply, ‘I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of
these brothers of mine, you did for me.’”
“A LONG WAY
FROM GEORGIA”
She was born and raised in South Georgia (or as she says,“SouuuuthGeoooojuh”). That in itself is nothing out of the
ordinary. Hundreds of thousands of
people over the years were born and raised in South Georgia, but to imply that
this stout, middle-aged woman from “SouuuuuthGeoooojuh” was in any way ordinary
would be a severe misstatement. I first
met her sometime in the 1970s. A group
of us from my church had decided to volunteer at a local youth center in the
impoverished wards of inner-city Houston.
She was what we called back then a “home missionary,” meaning she had
dedicated her life to spreading the gospel right here in the good old U.S.A. Her name was Mildred McWhorter, and she left
quite a legacy. Sometime in the mid to
early 60s, she had decided to move to Houston, Texas, to a ghetto neighborhood
that was populated by a combination of Caucasian, Hispanic, and African
Americans…none of whom got along with one another. She told me how, after the first night she
spent in her sparse quarters(one punctuated by gunshots and police sirens), she
awakened, went downstairs, and saw that all 4 of her tires were slashed. Unfazed, she replaced her tires, began
parking her car in a more secure spot, and set about to do her work. She provided food, shelter, clothing, and
counseling. She stared down bullies and endured
threats and insults that would have driven most people away. But not Mildred. She stayed.
As time went by the community came to trust her, invest
with her, and partner with her. One day
when she was threatened by a punk gang member, another former gang member
(whohad been the one who slashed her tires that first night she spent in the
ghetto) drove the punk gang member away.
All the while letting it be known that Mildred was under his protection,
and anybody who messed with Mildred was messing with him. Mildred served for over 30 years in the inner
city of Houston.The lives she touched and the eternal consequences of her work
are no doubt still being measured today.
One Friday evening, when I was working with Mildred, I asked her “Why?”
“Why did she do what she did?” Her
response was not complex, but it was profound.
“Sam,” she said, “I love these people and so does God.” And that was it.
In reality, that is IT!!!! Peter tells us that a huge part of practicing
the Christian faith is to exhibit brotherly kindness. True brotherly kindness is a result of true godliness
based on our faith and goodness and knowledge and self-control and
perseverance. This summer is a
laboratory in the practice of brotherly kindness. Your whole role this summer is to serve
joyfully the needs of others. Not every
role at camp is out front. Not every
task at camp is something you absolutely cannot wait to do. Not every child at camp is easy. But, every one of them is a child of
God. And if you are who you say you are,
thenyou will treat them, in every situation, just exactly like you would want
to be treated yourself. The Golden Rule
is perhaps the essence of establishing legitimacy as a Christian and legitimacy
as a summer staff member. “Do unto
others as you would have them do unto you.”
Every single one of us knows those words. Every single one of us understands that is
what Christ wants us to do. Every single
one of us talks the talk. This summer
you will have a chance to walk the walk…the walk of brotherly kindness. If you ask me, all you have to do is have the
attitude of an old lady from “SouuuuuuthGeoooojuh.” Thanks, Mildred. Let’s
roll.
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