Jesus the Decontructer of Routines

The red tile roofs down below mixed with the view of newer high rise apartment blocks a half mile away. They reflected the less prosperous lives of the Turks and Kurds who hurriedly built houses there before the government could kick them off the land.

I looked around Ankara below me from the castle which dominated the old part of the city - a city of 4.5 million with maybe 400 followers of Jesus - and the Lord seemed to say, "Here am I, here am I."

What was that bit about following Him into the harvest, if we really want to follow? Way easier to do the conference scene with folks like us. Jesus has strange values, like hanging out where we wouldn't.

Lots to think about back here in the States.