do i dare/ disturb the universe?/ in a minute there is time/ for decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse

thought I:
been reading k.p. yohannan's "revolution in world missions" (so as to forget the fact that i am in not missioning and decisively non revolutionary) and he had an interesting premise:

social work (hospitals, orphanages, schools, etc.) should not be the focus of missions; evangelism and discipleship should be our aim (of funds, personnel, attention, etc.)

"With all [humanitaritian workers'] social efforts, such mission representatives are simply making a doomed man feel a little better before he goes out into an eternity of suffering."

Food for thought II:
"Many times i have given my clothes, food and money to poor people. But i never gave any of those things away with the hope this was going to make them come to Jesus Christ or give them the desire to repent. And neither did Jesus. He helped the poor because He loved them, but He spent most of His ministry teaching and making disciples."

thought III: meditation on my distaste for reality

Working definition of reality: what one sees, hears, feels, smells, tastes, and/or thinks at any given moment. nothing else.

as opposed to true reality: what God sees, hears, feels, smells, tastes, and/or thinks at any given moment, which would be the same as He has known for all eternity.

editorial note: realized that was kinda anthropomorphic (is that the right term?)... God (supposedly) does not see/hear/feel/smell/taste because He is Spirit. but i wonder... i dunno.