As a seminary professor, my days are filled with theological questions, biblical languages, and the deep study of scripture. It’s a wonderful occupation and I love it. However, it is what I do outside of work that gives me the greatest joy.
Each week, I spend two evenings with Congolese refugee families that have settled in our community. I bring them items they need, help them find work, and get them plugged into English language centers. But really what I do is simply listen. I listen to their stories of their homeland. I listen as they share about the horrors of war. I listen to their difficulties as they try to navigate life in the United States. I simply listen.
And then, as the Holy Spirit prompts me, I ask them if I can pray with them. There are no great theological discussions. I just ask them if I can pray and when they respond positively, I pray. I pray with them for jobs and health. I pray with them for family left back in Congo. It’s nothing profound or earth-shattering.
But those prayers are meaningful. Those prayers bond us together. Those prayers lead to eternal significance as I demonstrate the love of Christ. Those prayers lead to Congolese refugees finding Christ in the midst of their tumultuous life. It’s simple really. I just love these refugees. I think that’s what God wants us to do with all people on earth.