Today I get to share Jesus ...
I received a call from a dear friend with a heavy burden. The friend has a sick family member. In fact, the sick family member has been diagnosed with a terminal disease and has not been given any options for treatment. My friend was upset by this, but more so when speaking of eternity. My friend shared faith but the family member has many questions that provided a struggle. My friend called me and asked for some help. I have been invited by the sick family member to minister to their needs. I will pray for comfort, healing, help, direction and salvation. Today, I get to share Jesus with a terminally ill individual.
I am excited. I have a joy when sharing Jesus with people that are not with Jesus because it involves life and death. When people repent and surrender to Jesus they are going to glorify God intentionally and live with Him forever. I get excited about that. My excitement is also negative. Am I good enough? Negative excitement tends to set in pretty early in my realization. I cannot talk this person into heaven. A head knowledge will not save them. I am anxiously excited when I think of my ability in the moment, but then it turns into positive excitement when I think … it is not me. I am going today to meet this person and to meet the Holy Spirit. It is the Spirit of God at work … I am a mouthpiece. I get to watch the Lord work. I am excited.
I am joyful. Not too many things in my life give me joy at this level. People’s salvation moves me to my core. I have not experienced anything greater in life. I have been jet lagged from a previous trip and have been struggling with energy all week. Not today. Today I feel better than most of my days. When I get to see people move from hell to heaven, I cannot respond in any other manner but joy. Jesus came to seek and save that which is lost. That is a Christian’s purpose. Today, I am purposeful. I am joyful.
I am celebrating. When I am allowed to share Jesus with people, I celebrate. I know that I am not worthy to be part of this plan. I know that I am too stupid to explain everything. I know that I also struggle with sin and am broken. I will never understand why God uses us as broken vessels to share His story. Today I celebrate because I get to be part of a story not of my own, a story that I did not write, a story that I do not deserve. Today, I am celebrating.
Isaiah 12: 2 - “Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and will not be afraid; for the Lord God is my strengh and my song, and he has become my salvation.”
