Between two sets of doors

I had a very interesting experience tonight and one I'm not completely sure I understand the entire meaning of. We were having a night of worship at my university and I stepped into the foyer to get some air as both sets of doors were open. As I stood there listening to the worship going on behind me the music was off set by the sounds of the big trucks on the road before me and the siren of an ambulance. As I watched people out walking an biking I was struck by a thought: This is a refuge but that's all it is. Our Christian community is a place of refuge and rejuvenation but it is an island in the middle of a dying world. This world is dying, it has been since sin first entered it and while we can not save this planet we can bring hope to it's people, if we step out. To often as Christians I believe we call to others from the foyer, never stepping out into their world, meeting them where they are. No we call and expect a wounded soul to come to us, but that is not what God calls us to do. The flip side of that are those who are so caught up in trying to reach others they forget to tend to their own spiritual needs and slowly start to backslide. We are to be in the world but not of the world. In the terms of my experience we have to take time to enter the refuge and recharge on God but we also have to go out and use that energy to make a difference. The foyer should be no more then the border that defines one from the other.

All of this really doesn't get across the feelings I experienced at the time so if you should ever find yourself between the doors of a refuge and this harsh world take a moment to reflect on the difference and your mission in this life.