Blog Win the Lost at Any Cost...Even if it Costs a Billion Dollars!

By Jeff Turnbough

The news made me a little dizzy today. The giant social network, Facebook, with over 800 million subscribers worldwide, began to sell stock. Authorities say the entity is valued at $104 billion U.S. dollars! That is worth more than Ford Motor Company and General Motors, combined.

In other parts of the world, people find themselves on the precipice of complete financial disaster. Spain, the place where I spent the majority of my adult life, was in the news again. One article explained: “The flames of the Eurozone crisis leapt higher yesterday, as fears spread about the state of the Continent’s most vulnerable banks. Shares in the Spanish lender, Bankia, plummeted 30 per cent at one stage in trading, following a report that customers had withdrawn one billion euros in deposits since the Madrid government was forces to part-nationalize the bank last week.” This news affects people I know and love.

I also heard that the jury began deliberations in the trial of former Senator John Edwards, taking up the charges the former presidential candidate faces over nearly $1 million in payments to house and hide his mistress. Prosecutors say this use of funds amounted to unreported campaign finance donations.

In other news, the cash-strapped G8 nations began looking to the private sector to help fight world hunger, with a focus on some 30 countries. Details indicate global food prices remain high, and volatile. Malnutrition for up to a BILLION people today is reinforced by shortages, droughts, and rising food costs.

A little chorus we sang when I was a child brought me back to a central theme, one I believe should be important for all Great Commission Christians. The truth of this song gives us focus in spite of the ups and downs of the day, including the different uses of millions and billions of dollars juxtaposed to the crying needs of millions and billions of people in our world.

Win The Lost At Any Cost

As we look all around us,
All the fields are white,
They're ripened unto harvest,
Yet so quickly comes the night.
Christians must get busy,
There's so much work to do.
Here's an urgent task awaiting you.

Souls are crying, men are dying,
Won't you lead them to the Cross?
Go and find them, please help to win them.
Win the lost at any cost.