I’m waiting to get interrupted again

A Good Cup of Coffee

Sunday afternoons on my back porch are the best time of the week!

We just returned from Christ Fellowship’s City Place campus. Jillian (our youngest daughter) is headed to Costa Rica with the City Place mission’s team next week, so we went to see the commissioning service. I love City Place campus: where else do you find a Starbucks, Macy’s, Cheesecake Factory and Anthropologie outside your church door? The worship is great, the setting is more intimate and the serendipitous element to the crowd keeps things from getting bland.

John Poitevent spoke today about Phillip walking on the desert road on God’s orders. Phillip, said John, was in the middle of a city-wide revival when God interrupted him and sent him out the desert road, where he met the eunuch riding in a carriage. The eunuch was an interruption. Phillip noticed what the eunuch was reading, and asked him a question about his understanding of the scripture. The eunuch invited Phillip to sit beside him and explain the scriptures. You now the story, and it ends with Phillip getting whisked away to his next interruption.

Well John had  couple of really great points that jumped out at me today.

  • Phillip noticed what the other guy was reading. In other words, he connected with what the guy was doing. We talked about that last week: don’t be buried in your own stuff at the coffee shop. Notice what’s going on around you, because God might have something for you.
  • Phillip asked a question about the passage the eunuch was reading. He didn’t jump in and begin preaching. He didn’t say, “I know the guy who wrote that book.” He took the time to understand where the eunuch was coming from by asking questions.
  • The eunuch responded by asking Phillip to join him in his carriage. Or, as John put it this morning, “Come on up here and do life with me.” We only get invited to “do life” when we’ve connected first.
  • Phillip never even got where he was headed. First he was interrupted by the main point of his day, and then he was whisked off elsewhere. By having a heart that was constantly tuned to God’s voice, Phillip made sure he didn’t miss the main event.
By Marla Saunders

I am passionately devoted to living my life in the places God has given me. Over the years those places have changed: from homeschooler to businesswoman, from consumer to storyteller. These days I'm focusing on building a new business and figuring out what it means to do everything with integrity and informed by faith.