It is comforting for me to read a passage like Isaiah 55, because I am so thirsty for God. It has been good today to read over and over again this invitation to come a drink with him…
"…but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it."
Get any minister to be 100% honest and they will tell you that they count the people in the seats. It matters to us. It matters to the people in the seats. Numbers matter. The more seats that are filled, the more successful a church is. This may or may not be true, but as a student minister I feel immense pressure to "save" a generation. Parents drop off students and when they pick them back up they are supposed to well-polished "Christians". My perception may have certainly become my reality and every parent may not think this way, but I feel the weight of this pressure daily. Can I be content to know that God's word does not come back empty? Can I be satisfied with God accomplishing what HE desires? How long before I realize that I am just clay in the potter's hands?
