I thought Finding Calcutta by Mary Poplin would be a casual read – some good stories but nothing to write down, meditate about, and share. I was wrong. Mary Poplin spent a period of months working beside Mother Teresa. She is a professor at U of Texas, but writes so even I can understand. She writes about her inner and outer journey during those months, and I find her insights pierce me.
“Discouragement is a sign of pride. It shows that I was focused on results, perhaps in my own power, rather than faith and obedience to God’s direction and his responsibility for results.”
As I read, I was faced with my own self. Her insights on generosity humbled and frightened me, and I realized that I’ve never really sacrificed. Her experiences of obedience stressed that my faithfulness to God’s present call prepares me for his call later. If God calls me to wash windows, I must wash them so the angels stop and say, “There is a great window washer, a man faithful to his call. What a servant of God!” Obedience is the path to “my Calcutta”.
This book is an easy, but slow, read. It was easy to understand, but the application of what I understood made me pause in every chapter. Truth is like that.
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