Week Two Recap

At this point in my Bronx journey, it is still simply me although I know of about 10 others in TGC currently living in this borough. I am being faithful to pray for the people here as I ride the buses and trains and walk around. Though I physically see no fruit, I do not count these efforts as useless and unfruitful. They are absolutely essential to what will happen in the future. I would like to do more prayer riding and walking with others up here, want to make connections with my neighbors (I've met three more so far), and have started this blog so as to remember (especially during the hard, lonely times) all that Abba does here. I know that this will be a MUCH slower process than I anticipated and desired ... but then again, I am not in control just a vessel.

Perhaps you have wondered where the name The Mustard Seed Chronicles came from. I am reading through the entire book of Matthew with my friend Renee and read through Matthew 13 this week. When I got to verses 31 and 32, they resonated with me. "He (Jesus) told them another parable: "The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his field. Though it is the smallest of all your seeds, yet when it grows, it is the largest of garden plants and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and perch in its branches."" The mustard seed though small at first ultimately grows into a place of beauty, hope, and hospitality; these are my dreams for what TGC Bronx will be for each other and our community.