Why do I believe that I have been given my current opportunities to spread the Good News of Christ and the Hope of salvation, redemption and sanctification before God?  Do I feel that I will somehow be spared the repercussions of a world increasingly hostile to Christians, simply because I am perceived innocuous?  Do I believe that my passivity will garner me acceptance, favor and even safety when wickedness abounds?  The mob is ready, primed for an activist leader, directing, commanding and feeding their rage.  Do any of us in a position to declare the truth believe that there will be a better, more appropriately suited time for us to make a difference?  The fields are primed for planting, it is the season of work, I pray that the laborers all hear the call.  What then does fulfilling God’s Will for my life look like, if not, standing up for righteousness, truth, justice, mercy and grace?

It is not okay to deceive my Brothers and Sisters.  It is not okay for me to ignore your pleas, just to please my own desire to fulfill my manifest vision for my sphere of opportunity.  It is not okay for me to stand by and hold the coats of the wicked as they cast stones at the innocent.  It is not okay, in my feverish passion to want someone proclaimed guilty because of my anger or displeasure.  The question is will I be of courage and know that God will arrive or will I retreat, remain quiet or hope to blend into my surroundings?  What do I call blessings anyway?  Are they simply the sweet, bountiful abundant pleasures of soul and spirit or do they include such things as toil, and battle and care for the innocent?  Are my blessings about me or are they about God and the love He gave me to share with those who have none?

This life and my station are not about my edification, comfort and position in history, they are about what I may do to further the Kingdom of God, serving my fellow man in his endeavor to rise above his animalistic tendencies.  If not for God’s salvation I would most likely have never have recovered the self inflicted wounds of my wretchedness.  Amazing Grace is just that and I must be ever mindful that it is for God’s Purposes that I have been recovered from the muck and mire.  Lord, I cannot convince them of their errant steps, but you can. I cannot give to them a salvation, sweeter than breath and life itself, but You can.  I cannot fill their hearts with hope when this world drains them of the last vestiges of courage, but You can.  Lord let me share with them the only thing that can make this whole thing worth while, You.  Those who call upon the Name of the Lord, shall be saved.  That name, that sweet name of Jesus Christ, the Power to overcome.