What do I do when strangers
knock or when I see their devotion is greater than mine? More importantly, Who
am I serving? How am I serving the Who I am serving? Am I convincing myself
that while I am serving this person or that person that my service is an
example of God and so there are blinders to other true acts of service around
me? Am I self-seeking, self-absorbed in my service, saying I would rather do
this than that? That I would rather send money then actually go down to the
soup kitchens, would rather bus people to church in my nice, sterile environment,
rather than hold church in their own back yard in the poorer sections of town?
Am I truly praying for ways and opportunities to actually serve? More
importantly who am I praying for? Am I praying that my brethren seek ways to
help those in need? Am I praying for my leaders and opportunities to serve them
in their capacities as my leaders? Am I praying they are wise in their
decisions and that they are keeping God at the forefront of every decision,
whether secular or ecclesiastical? Am I being a servant and praying for God to
keep humankind safe, even from itself? Do I have Moses’ heart? (Exodus 32:32)
Am I that giving, that willing to sacrifice that God may forgive my people
their sin? That is, do I take their sin on me? (Deu 9:25) What do I pray for?
And is it wrong to go before God for a new washing machine or VCR or whatever
appliance I may think is a necessity? What are my motives? Am I seeking to
return to health or a return to wealth? And why? Am I like Hannah in 1 Sam
1:10,11, who prayed before God from the bottom of her heart and soul because
she was so afflicted by other women’s taunts and jeers? Do I depend on Him that
much, that I would dedicate my son, the one I have been waiting for all of my
life to be born even though I am barren, do I have that much faith like Hannah?
Am I like Ezra, who falls on my knees before God as part of a nation of sinners
begging His forgiveness? (Ezra 9:5,6) Do I know the LORD will answer when I beg
for mercy? (Ps 17:1,6; Ps 22:1, 2, 19; Ps 28:1,2; Ps 55:1,2,16,17)The answer in
my heart must be yes emphatically, if I am to receive Him fully. I have many
times in my heart of hearts cried for him to hear me, much like David. (Ps
35:22,23; Ps 57:2) and in my heart of hearts, even when my mind says “no” or
“where is he?”, I know God is not too terribly far. (Ps 61:1,2) All I really
have to do is humble myself in His sight, which of course is every moment of my
life, as in James 4:10, and He will lift me up. And I can then sit in His lap,
or take my place along side of Christ. But I have to be honest with Him. I
cannot say that all is well in my heart, when there is a black spot of sin that
may be residing there, whether or not it is known to me. I cannot be cheery
with God, when there are things to tear me down and that do indeed eat at my
soul. I cannot be honest with Him, when I am lying to myself. In the depths of
my soul and heart, I must know there is pain and feel it, I need to see and
feel and touch and hold the innerness that is really me, the clouds that overshadow
that me must be dealt with, and I must admit the anguish and heartache that
living every single day in a cruel and cold world brings. And I must be able to
spew it out, that this is not what I wanted or expected, that what I wanted was
that, and that I am not really excited about being this or that, but over there
that would be an exciting thing to me, even though the rest of the world would
not agree and might even say it could be misconstrued as sin. In the depths of
my joy (Ps 25), when I am so grateful that the evil one has passed me like the
angel of death passing over the houses of the Israelites, I must be grateful to
Him, celebrating and feeling my heart leap from my chest as I dance to Him in
front of the whole world. All to Him. I must be me and express the me that God
constructed in this body, whether in pain, in joy, whatever. All to Him.
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