A couple of Sundays ago, I preached on the story of Jesus' weeping over those who would reject him in Jerusalem as he moved from the Mount of Olives toward the city gates (Luke 19:28-44). One of the things I mentioned in the sermon was how I wished there was a place in our (flat) city where I could look out upon it, and ask for God to give me a bigger heart for the people here who are not-yet believers.
Well, a wonderful family in our congregation called and told my wife, Susan, about a place in the city where they like to go, that gives them a view of a fairly large portion of St. Cloud. So tonight we enjoyed their amazing hospitality, a great summer meal of salads and burgers, and then a short hike to the "overlook."
I know it's hard to see, but it was a great view. I plan on going back and spending time there in prayer (that is, when I'm smart enough to put on the bug juice to fend off the skeeters!).
One other thing: it was quite providential we had to walk through a cemetery to get there. I pray God gives me many years in St. Cloud, to live, and die, for the people of my city.
But as he came closer to Jerusalem and saw the city ahead, he began to weep. “How I wish today that you of all people would understand the way to peace. But now it is too late, and peace is hidden from your eyes. Before long your enemies will build ramparts against your walls and encircle you and close in on you from every side. They will crush you into the ground, and your children with you. Your enemies will not leave a single stone in place, because you did not recognize it when God visited you.”
...the Son of Man came to seek and save those who are lost.