By Jordan Kurecki
I am still not quite sure what God has for me in the future. I am still
burdened for Uganda, though just not exactly sure God has called me there.
1. Pray God will clearly direct me and lead me.
2. A helpmeet is still a need.
right now life just seems to be at a stand still. I really don't see anything on the horizon and to be honest I feel like I'm in a rut. I'm still serving God, but I really desire full-time ministry and marriage.
By Jordan Kurecki
“The tom toms thumped on all night, and the darkness shuddered around me like a living, feeling thing. I could not go to sleep, so I lay awake and looked; and I saw, and it seemed like this:
That I stood on a grassy sward, and at my feet a precipice broke sheer down into infinite space. I looked, but saw no bottom; only cloud shapes, black and furiously coiled, and great shadow-shrouded hollows, and unfathomable depths. Back I drew, dizzy at the depth.
Then I saw forms of people moving single file along the grass. They were making for the edge. There was a woman with a baby in her arms and another little child holding on to her dress. She was on the very verge. Then I saw that she was blind. She lifted her foot for the next step – it trod air. She was over, and the children went over with her. Oh, the cry as they went over!
Then I saw more streams of people flowing from all quarters. All were blind, stone blind; all made straight for the precipice edge. There were shrieks as they suddenly knew themselves falling, and a tossing up of helpless arms, catching, clutching at empty air. But some went over quietly and fell without a sound.
Then I wondered, with a wonder that was simply agony, why no one stopped them at the edge. I could not. I was glued to the ground, and I could not call. Though I strained and tried, only a whisper would come.
Then I saw that at the edge there were sentries set at intervals. But the intervals were far too great; there were wide, unguarded gaps between. And over these gaps people fell in their blindness, quite unwarned; and the green grass seemed blood red to me, and the gulf yawned like the mouth of Hell.
Then I saw, like the pictures of peace, a group of people under some trees, with their backs turned towards the gulf. They were making daisy chains. Sometimes, when a piercing shriek cut the quiet air and reached them, it disturbed them and they thought it rather a vulgar noise. And if one of their number started up and wanted to go and do something to help, then all the others would pull that one down. “Why should you get so excited about it? You must wait for a definite ‘call’ to go. You haven’t finished your daisy chains. It would be really selfish” they said “to leave us to finish the work alone.”
There was another group. It was made up of people whose great desire was to get some sentries out; but they found that very few wanted to go, and sometimes there were no sentries for miles and miles at the edge.
Once a girl stood alone in her place, waving the people back; but her mother and the other relations called, and reminded her that her furlough was due; she must not break the ‘rules’. And, being tired and needing a change, she had to go and rest awhile; but no one was sent to guard her gap; and over and over the people fell, like a waterfall of souls.
Once a child caught at a tuft of grass that grew on the very brink of the gulf; the child clung convulsively, and it called but nobody seemed to hear. And the lady who longed to be back in her gap thought she heard the little cry, and she sprang up and wanted to go; at which her relatives reproved her, reminding her that no one is necessary anywhere – the gap would be well taken care of, they knew. And they sang a hymn.
Then through the hymn came another sound like the pain of a million broken hearts wrung out in one full drop, one sob. And a horror of great darkness was upon me, for I knew what it was – the cry of the Blood.
Then thundered a voice, the voice of the Lord. And he thundered, “What hast thou done? The voice of thy brother’s blood crieth out to Me from the ground.”
The tom toms still beat heavily, the darkness still shuddered and shivered about me; I heard the yells of the devil-dancers and the weird wild shrieks of the devil-possessed just outside the gate.
What does it all matter, after all? It has gone on for years, it will go on for years. Why make such a fuss about it?
God forgive us! God arouse us! Shame us out of our callousness! Shame us out of our sin!”
By Jordan Kurecki
As many of you know, I am going to Uganda in June for about 3 weeks. The Lord has been burdening my heart intensely for missions lately, and I am practically begging God to send me. I am expecting God to make clear to me his calling when I go in June.
I am playing around with the idea of going to Baptist Bible Translators Insitute: https://baptisttranslators.com/about-bbti/ it is basically a 9 month missionary boot camp where they teach you linguistics, bible translation principles, and a whole lot of absolutely helpful things for mission work. It costs about 250 a month, plus living expenses, the catch is, they do not allow students to work because of the intensity of the program. This poses an obstacle for me because I am about 8,000 dollars in debt. I will be getting a loan soon and it will come out to about 150 a month.I estimate that I could work off all my debt in about 8 months.but then I would either have to get support or raise money in advance to go to this bible translation school.
I also have been presented an opportunity to go and help plant a church in Goshen Indiana, some of the college guys here are going to be helping out and some of them are getting a house and sharing it, they have invited me to come and help and stay with them, they also know a RV manufacturing plant that is hiring people, this could be a good chance for me to both make money to rid myself of debt and to help out with the star up of a new church.I am leaning heavily towards doing this but still praying about it. I also have the option of staying here and working in my home church, or going to a inner city church in Chicago. I have many options, and a some pretty lofty dreams that I would like to see accomplished, but I am surrendered and open to the Lord's leading whatever that may be:
I say all that to say this:
1. Pray that God gives me wisdom and confirms his will
2. Pray that God will provide the finances I need for whatever he has for me in the future.
By Jordan Kurecki
Please pray for the people of the West Nile Region of Uganda. We will be going there between June 4th and June 24th.
It is my burden to see a church started at this time, Pray for prepared hearts and for souls to be saved, as well as for unity amongst our team and sanctification to prepare us for this work.
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