Like an unannounced tsunami, I see the destruction of everything around me. I see pieces of broken relationships, everywhere. Through the crumbles I see hidden secrets of loved ones un-covered. My own humanity and weakness is spreading everywhere for everyone to see. I place my hands behind my head; the desperation is obvious for all witnesses to glimpse. “I knew you were a fake!” someone loudly shouted with no mercy in her voice. You try to find strength for the overwhelming task of cleaning up. “Ha! And you call yourself a Christian?”
Like an unannounced tsunami, I see the destruction of everything around me. I see pieces of broken relationships, everywhere. Through the crumbles I see hidden secrets of loved ones un-covered.
My own humanity and weakness are spreading everywhere for everyone to see. I place my hands behind my head; the desperation is obvious for all witnesses to glimpse. “I knew you were a fake!” someone loudly shouted with no mercy in her voice. You try to find strength for the overwhelming task of cleaning up. “Ha! And you call yourself a Christian?” Someone else shouts from a seemingly untouchable palace for those who go through life with an apparent shinning perfection. “Let me guess; you are a Christian…Right?” Another voice sarcastically whispers to my ear.
The scorching heat and the hopeless smell of death is everywhere as the final declarations of judgments against you are announced in every corner: “This is “all” your fault; you surely reaped what you sowed.” Even the Word, they use to kill whatever life is left in you.
Can I ever be used by God again? This mess has got to be cleaned-up before I can do anything for God once more. How can I have time for God with all this mess around me? My children are misbehaving, my wife is asking me to curse God and die, and my friends are blaming me for everything. Is it over?
It is here, my friends that we start living a life of condemnation; a life of guilt and a life where we move away from God instead of surrendering to Him in our mess. It is here where the life of misery begins. Condemnation is the greatest weapon that can kill our destiny in God; it is the end-result of a life focused after the desires of the flesh. Romans 8:1 tell us:
“There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.”
Condemnation is defined as: “The judicial act of declaring one guilty.” Walking in the flesh will always point at our guilt; however, when our walk is in the Spirit, condemnation cannot stand even after the end-results of a great tsunami.
This is a word of encouragement for those that find themselves in the center of great misery surrounded by accusative voices. From the rubble of your tired heart, look around and listen to the terrifying cry of the youth that are taking their own lives over worthless fashion statements, geographical places or ethnic differences.
Walk in the Spirit and look at things you will never see in the flesh. Can you see the blood of the innocent babies? Can you see the destruction of the communities you once loved? Can you stop looking at your lost and look at the eyes of those around you? Walk in the Spirit and hear the cry of God for His people.
It is in the place of our own brokenness where God takes away our selfish agendas; where numbers and the size of buildings are no longer important; it is there that God can prepare your ears to listen.
Can you hear them? They are so tired and so broken that they can’t even judge you. Religion will not pick them up; little outreaches designed to increases the size of ministerial portfolios in our local churches can only temporarily satisfy their hunger and quench their agonizing thirst. They need God; not you, but the God in you!
Open your mouth and speak the Words of your heavenly Daddy; reach out and use your arms and legs to pull out the yoke of Satan from over God’s people. People are hurting and they don’t need your cute and useless testimony of how everything is so nice and perfect in your life; your degrees and great achievements. They need God, not you, but the God in you!
Can they see the dust in your hair? Can you relate with what they feel? Have you made an emotional connection to their pain? Jesus did as He wept. Ministry is personal, making disciples is personal, not a thing that you do as it relates with increasing the numbers in a local congregation; they need God; not you, but the God in you!
“For the gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable.” (Romans 11:29)
God has not changed His mind about your gift and your call; you know why; because it continues to be in His heart for everyone to be saved. Our gift is not about putting up a show; it is a responsibility; it is an instrument of God’s love to rescue humanity from hell. It is above your pain, your circumstances, your weaknesses and even your rebelliousness. God is calling us at this hour to give our lives for the sake of others; to abandon “Self,” for the benefit of strangers and even for those that hate us.
God will use you in spite of you and in the process, God will deal with you personally. Your gift is the instrument God uses for the expansion of His family. Your call has to do with the particular way that God will use that gift.
In the midst of the destruction of the great tsunami of life’s events and uncomfortable circumstances; I thank God for my irrevocable gift and for my irreversible call.