Walls Coming Down

I had the opportunity to travel to Belize for a week to serve that nation through a program called Men of Honor. The program is designed to mentor young men through ongoing interaction over several years. Along the way, often at the beginning of the process, there is a camp which is meant to serve as a catalyst towards transformation.

BelizeWe conducted a camp in Belize and there were young men ranging across a wide spectrum of social, economic and racial boundaries. The initial observations over the first twenty-hours or so suggested that this blending together of such distinctly different groups might not have been such a good idea. The tougher, more desperate kids were abrasive and confrontational. The more privileged kids were uncomfortable.

Nothing within the activities of the camp brought these two groups together. In fact, as time went on, the distinction became more evident until the final day.

On that final morning, there was an express invitation for the Holy Spirit to dwell among us. There was a pursuit in prayer and worship that resulted in an incredible manifest presence of God. You could not have been there and missed His power.

The result of the power and presence of God were hearts that were no longer bound by the constraints of social experience and expectation. The tough kids and the not so tough kids blended together in the common ground of our humanity. Tears were flowing regardless of race or any other factor. Even barriers between adults and camp participants eroded as the boys from all segments of society prayed over each other and staff alike.

This uncontrolled outpouring went on for almost an hour. Lives were changed. Hearts were restored. Hurt was healed. Faith was built. Love was released.

The power of God transcends all of the distinctions of man. The more willing we are to live in a way that is vulnerable and uncomfortable, the more likely we are to see the evidence of His restorative and redemptive power. That evidence breaks down the barriers which caused us to believe we needed to manage the situation in the first place.

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