My heart has been beating differently these last couple of days. Something is stirring inside me. I picked up a book yesterday and read the entire thing from front to back and something began a stirring within me..
I woke up this morning with some verses going through my head. I began repeating them to myself aloud. “I die to myself daily”. “Less of me and more of You”. “Humble myself under the Mighty Hand of God and in due time He will lift me up”. Not realizing I was setting myself up for the day..
After I finished that book I really started considering how closely I was listening to the voice of God throughoutmy everyday. Obeying His every prompting. And how so often over the years I’d failed to do this. It hurt my heart. How could I just walk passed someone in the store, hear God tell me to stop to talk with them, share the love of God with them, and not even turn my head and yet walk right on by? There have been SO many instances over the years where I walk through the store wondering how many of these people know Jesus? And how many people are headed straight to hell? I repented and finished my day.
Today I went to the grocery store. I had to pickup a few items. I found myself actually teary-eyed walking through the store. I was wondering as I passed people if they knew Christ. Then I started stopping people to tell them God loves them and Jesus died for them. Many replied they knew that and kept on walking. I came across a young girl with a little boy in her cart and looked right at her and told her God loved her. We began a conversation. I asked her if she knew the Lord. She replied that she did. I asked if she’d received the Holy Spirit. If she had been baptized in the Holy Spirit. She asked if that meant she spoke in tongues. I went on to tell her this baptism was important for her to be able to walk in victory in her relationship with the Lord. She said she hadn’t and so I asked if I could pray for her right then and there. I asked her name and laid my hand on her shoulder. I began praying for her to receive the Holy Spirit. I began weeping for her as I prayed. I asked the Lord to meet her needs, whatever they were. I asked her if she went to church. She named a place but asked where I went. I told her where I went and told her not be content with what she was learning but to go after MORE of God. I gave her my card with my phone number on it.
Over the last few weeks God has been giving me revelation on just what will happen come the time of judgment. How many people believe they’re headed to heaven because they made a confession of faith once, maybe as a child or sometime in their adult years but walked away in disobedience. Never lived their lives for Christ. And when they’re called to give an account for their lives they won’t measure up.
As Paul wrote in 1 Corinthians 9:24, 26, 27: Don’t you know that the runners in a stadium all race, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way to win the prize…So I do not run like one who runs aimlessly or box like one beating the air. Instead, I discipline my body and bring it under strict control, so that after preaching to others, I myself will not be disqualified.
This is what my heart misses. The pleasure of pleasing my Lord completely. NO more will I fear. NO more will I walk on by opportunities. I ask for them. I will step into them. God use my life. Lord please don’t let me waste my life on myself. Use it for YOUR glory.
If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples.Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free. (John 8.31-31)
A Life Redone 