It's been an amazing weekend here on Les Iles de la Madeleine, from fellowshipping with believers at the little church around the corner, to walking along our old friend beach by the house we used to live in, to the hours we enjoyed playing Celtic and Acadian music late into the night with a good friend who plays the accordion and piano.
It is strange, and sad, to think that he plays the most beautiful accordion music I have ever heard, his family is wonderful, his home is warm and inviting, his life is good... and yet his heart is empty because it lacks Christ. For what is a man profited if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul?
And so I have been thinking about the Gospel all weekend. Rejoicing in it, thanking God for it, and praying for the souls of the Islanders here, and especially for our accordion-playing friend. He desperately needs the Truth that will set him free.
I am so thankful tonight to have been born into a Christian family, with parents who encourage me in the right way, siblings to walk alongside as we grow in our faith together, brothers and sisters in the church to fellowship with, and millions of souls with whom to share the Good News of Jesus.
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all