When the Word of God is revealing to me that my heart isn’t what it ought to be, rather than despair, I can rest assured that God understands.
Hebrews 4: 14-16 “Seeing then that we have a great high priest, that is passed into the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our profession. For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without sin. Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.”
How presumptuous of us to believe that we wake up, breathe, get dressed, move and work all by ourselves. Do we think that we do this all on our own because we don’t take time to pray about every little thing?
There is NOTHING I can do by myself. I am stealing glory from God if I don’t acknowledge the fact that it is in Him that I have my being.
God is limitless in what He will do through someone He can trust to give Him the glory.
So, how do I know if I am taking God’s glory?
When I wonder what people think about me after I sing, helped in outreach, witnessed, gave testimony, taught a lesson, and preached a sermon…..
How do I know if I am giving God the glory?
When what I do changes people’s opinion of God and causes them to want to get to know Him better.
So…that having been established….
This ain’t heaven.
God never promised to make our life pain free or pressure free.
In fact, it seems as if He always leaves an amount of trouble in our life so we will always remember that we need Him.
It doesn’t matter how long we’re here on earth. What matters is whether or not we allow God to complete the work He started [that is intended] to equip us for eternity.
What’s more important…what you can see, or what you can’t see?
2 Corinthians 4:5-7 “For we preach not ourselves, but Christ Jesus the Lord; and ourselves your servants for Jesus’ sake.For God, who commanded the light to shine out of darkness, hath shined in our hearts, to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.”
Notice….”we preach not ourselves.” The reason is, because whoever is supplying the power is getting the glory.
If I’m living my life myself, then I’m not out of the way for Him to manifest His life in me.
I can’t save anybody. I can never come up with a good enough method or program or outreach strategy to do anything.
Acts 9:5 “And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus whom thou persecutest: it is hard for thee to kick against the pricks.”
An ox goad was a stick with a pointed piece of iron on its tip used to prod the oxen when plowing. The farmer would prick the ox with it to steer it in the right direction. Sometimes the animal would rebel by kicking out at the prick, and this would result in the prick being driven even further into its flesh. In essence, the more an ox rebelled, the more it suffered.
What I have to do is put myself out of the way and depend on Jesus to order my steps through the empowerment of His grace….it takes FAITH to walk that way!
Credit to Bishop Chester Wright
Friday evening after a four mile hike (yay for fitness!), Mark and I got a disturbing phone call….his mom had just been kicked in the head by a horse. Naturally, we were concerned…but even more so because she suffers with advanced osteoporosis. Her doctor has told her that a fall could be fatal at this point.
I immediately sent out a text to our prayer warrior family/friends. Mark and I rode in near silence for the 45 minute drive to meet them at the ER….praying all the way….”Lord Jesus, please don’t take her this way.” Was nearly all I could manage to get out.
We began to receive texts back from others, “In Jesus name!” and “We’ve agreed for healing in Jesus name…she will be fine.”
Mark called to check in. They were still en route and she wasn’t able to stay awake. Her forehead and left eye were severely swollen (protruding out) and had already turned purple. Our throats tightened and so did our prayers…..”Lord Jesus, I know you are in control. I trust you to do what’s best for her and for us.”
More text messages from our pastor, “The Lord has told me that she is going to be ok. We have peace now.”
I was glad they did, but I knew that one look at her purple, frail, swollen face would make me cry like a baby…..
We finally arrived at the hospital entrance…just to see Mark’s step dad driving by. We turned to follow the truck and when they stopped we walked over to see if Ms Judy was in it.
There she sat….with a mildly purple horse shoe shaped bruise on her forehead.
“Well,” she said, “The mare had a pony this morning and I’d gone back out this evening to bond with it. I’d made the mistake of bringing a bucket of feed with me thinking that would keep mama occupied while I get acquainted with the baby. Unfortunately, the other horses came around and began to fight for the food. One of them wound up kicking me. I stumbled out of the fence and passed out in the field. As we drove to the Er, I kept passing out and I knew it wasn’t good at all. I felt my face swelling and I couldn’t keep myself awake. All I could say was the name of Jesus….The last time I went out I saw nothing but white…then I felt a calm peace and I knew I would be ok. I immediately woke up and by the time we got into the ER, the swelling had gone away. They did CT scans, x-rays and all that and didn’t find anything wrong with me except this horseshoe shaped bruise. Not a fracture, not even a blood clot. God is good, isn’t he?!”
Yes He surely is! We had many people calling on the name of Jesus that evening. We witnessed a miracle. She could have been dead. But our God is merciful….He is powerful…He is the great physician….
I’ve been wondering how I’d begin contributing to this blog…I can’t think of any better way than to proclaim that there is still power in the name of Jesus!