I am working in a job that is hugely rewarding but is increasingly frustrating. Today I heard how one of our missionaries has been presenting 9 x 30 minute gospel presentations on the television in a muslim-majority country. Today I heard of 7 new churches being planted. Day after day it is the same, stories of new churches, stories of helping the poor, sponsoring children, reaching the trafficked woman, taking the good news to those who don’t have any, crossing borders, going into places that have never heard of good news, birthing new Churches amongst the new Christians, training their leaders.
So why am I frustrated? Well actually I am choosing to be confident.
I am confidently asking you for some money. Specifically one pound a week.
If you are my friend or know me, please give me a £1 per week.
If I have helped you in anyway, made you laugh, made you cry, please give me a £1 per week.
If I have pastored you, preached to you, hatched, matched or despatched you (yes even that), please give me a £1 per week.
If you are a past friend, present friend or would like to be a friend, please give me a £1 per week.
Like this, comment on this, share this, copy this, above all please give me a £1 per week.
I wish all you need do is click a button but my work is also set in the dark ages. So here is what you need to do, copy and paste this: http://www.elimmissions.co.uk/poundbypound
and do whatever you need to do no matter how long and laborious it is but PLEASE GIVE ME a £1 PER WEEK.
3,000 people isn’t much is it?
I feel like I am begging, but I just need you to give me a £1 per week.
I am not running a marathon or getting water thrown at me.
I am just saying to you please give me a £1 per week.