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A Measure of Faith

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By faith Abraham obeyed when he was called to go out to the place which he would receive as an inheritance. And he went out, not knowing where he was going.

By faith he dwelt in the land of promise as in a foreign country, dwelling in tents with Isaac and Jacob, the heirs with him of the same promise;

10 for he waited for the city which has foundations, whose builder and maker is God.   Heb 11:8-10

Abraham was a doer of the Word,not just a hearer of the Word. He set out on a journey not knowing where or how it would end,but secure in the knowledge that Jehovah would guide his every footstep.

Abraham fully embraced his calling and acted upon it as though nothing else mattered.A man like that has sold out to a higher purpose,his new mission that of a divine mandate far beyond the scope of this present world.

While Abraham sojourned in a strange land he never took his eyes off the prize. Surrounded by strange people,customs,and religions as he walked this new land of promise,he was not to be deterred in finding that city whose builder and maker is God.

Abraham’s heart had been set ablaze with an all consuming passion to obey a calling not of this world.Funny thing about a man’s calling;it will engulf him to the end of his days should he choose to accept it and follow it.Little else will matter to him except for the assignment he has been given.He will sacrifice his health,his wealth,opportunities,and to an extent even his loved ones,all is secondary to the call. In short,he is consumed by it.

It will also consume him to the end of his days should he decide to reject it, or even worse, only partially embrace it.This calling is always at the forefront of his mind.It permeates his being in a way not easily understood by those around him.His thoughts are never completely on his work,his social status,even his family.Every thing he does or doesn’t do is weighed against the calling he has received.

In short,unless he fully embraces his calling he is like a double minded man, tossed to and fro on the waves of the tempest that ever churns within him.Doubt clouds his vision. Compromise is the norm.His life one of restless hesitation.Perpetually weighed on the scales of indecision.

Lord,grant unto me a sliver of the measure of faith that Abraham displayed.

 

 

Prayer Request

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I would like to ask those of you who read this blog to please pray for my wife,Debbie. She is in need of healing in her body. If you would also ask your church to pray I would be so grateful.

Thank you, and may the Lord bless you.

Ron

No Matter What…

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I will remember what you have done for me O God.

I have not forgotten how you spoke peace into my heart when I was at my lowest point so many years ago. Job 38:1,which I had read many times before, suddenly came alive in my heart that day when I realized that you are God even in the midst of the most violent storm. I knew at that moment you were going to rescue my soul from the waters that sought to drown me.

I have never forgotten that “encounter”.

It has sustained me and encouraged me more times than I can remember. It has left an indelible mark upon my heart,as if You knew all along that this would be a defining moment between us.A reference point that I could draw from again and again.

Like I am now.

Your word has been a constant in my life. Is it any wonder the Word of God has been described as “a lamp unto my feet”? Surely there can be no greater road map in this life than your word,a guide that directs us even in the darkest of nights. Like an old familiar friend, it always calls me back to its pages should I become slothful and inattentive to its beckoning voice.

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Through the years I have rejoiced at the transforming power of your word. I have been witness to seeing the hardest hearts melt when confronted with the message of hope and renewal found within its pages. I have seen grown men and women literally run to the alter under the convicting,yet loving wooing of the Holy Spirit.

I often marvel at what some men consider to be miraculous,or at the numbers of people seeking miracles, when by the simple act of a wayward soul repenting of their sins the angels of heaven begin to rejoice. What else can men do here on earth that causes celebration in heaven? Can anything be more miraculous than the Creator reclaiming one of His own?rejoicing-among


As much as I wish it were not so, I have also been witness to my own failures. I have faltered,fallen short on countless occasions,and no doubt disappointed many people. I find that even at this stage of my life there is still much I do not understand about this covenant relationship with our Lord. There are days when I still have more questions than answers. Is this how it is supposed to be? That this sense of wonderment about unanswered questions will serve as our own “thorn in the flesh” to keep us on our knees?

You know how hard I have tried to become one of “them”,to fit in with the crowd. I’ve joined their ranks. Several times. Sat through the classes. Studied their course materials.Taken and passed the exams. Have the sheepskin in the frame. Attended their conferences. Shook hands with the “right people”. Held titles and positions. Yet for all of that, I did not fit in. I could not bring myself to “go along to get along” when my conscious balked at the shallowness of it all. For this I am branded a “what might have been”. I’ve heard “I don’t know what to do with you” more than once.

Still,no matter what,I will remember what you have done for me O God.

I will praise you,for I remember your kindness to me these many years. Though men and denominations have long ago abandoned me,and many others like me by the side of the road,yet you remain faithful to me.Your mercy endures forever.

I confess that I struggle to understand why my phone never rings. Why my inbox remains empty. Why the invitations have all dried up. Why so many that I poured into over the years have forgotten that I exist. Could it be that since I am no longer in a position to help them ascend the ladder,I am of no value to them? The “amens”, the slaps on the back,the firm handshakes of approval,now there is nothing but silence.

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Except from you O God.I hear your voice calling out to me daily.

Actually, I do understand. I am an embarrassment to the Laodicean church of this generation. There is no place for the likes of me in a church that has become so much like the world as to be nearly indistinguishable from it. I speak the truth in love,which means I refuse to soften the message for the sake of men; to do so would be to prostitute your Word.I am an anomaly,a throwback to a long forgotten age, an age before political correctness ensnared the church in its damning choke hold. I know no other way.

I will remember what you have done for me O God.

Where you are leading me I do not know,but time has proven that I can trust you to take me safely there.How I will get there remains a mystery,yet I know that you have it all worked out.

No Matter What.

I will praise You in this storm.