Whatever you would ask of me I would have done already had I known there was outstanding need for love, counsel or care. These are not the times of plenty and abundance without reason. No matter the two loaves and five fishes God will magnify to many.
We live in times that will draw men together ever as the world is being torn asunder by the lust and bitter hearts absent God’s Peace. My heart goes out to them, I so wish it weren’t so but this is the time of choosing.
Certainly I have myself to blame for ignoring the promptings of God’s Whisper in my ears. Certainly I was made then made again to resemble Him and cannot take one moment for granted. Certainly these are most important days.
What then is my self-direction if I am incapable or unwilling to listen to the things you would show me? There are not many voices but one. It is in the Spirit’s power that I stand upon the field of battle not of self. Why then would I presume a antiquated reliance?
Call is calling and we must be ready to answer, ignore or regret. There will be no other time like this, a time for all to find their realization in purpose. After all the plan not being my own has a part for me that was not written by me but by Someone Beyond my current understanding.
I do not know everything but I know that when the time arrives I will be equipped with all that I ever needed. That being said I do not feel inadequate or scarce but at peace with the tools I will be given at appropriate time and place to bring honor, praise and Glory to Him.
How then must I relate to the world around me? No longer a tough answer nor a question that I avoid. I know my identity, I know my role and I know what God expects of me, even if I remain ignorant of the Works that will be placed in my path to resolve.
No comes the easy part for it is time for enduring character, not my own but His granted me by grace that I too may shine like the Son. No mystery, no confusion, only clear skies and swelling seas beckoning forward to the high calling of God.
Where to then now? Perhaps standing still in the patient understanding that I am grown more in the waiting then in the application or my worry and wares. I am called when the trumpets and the voice heard.
Yes, there is work to be done and perhaps marches, or places far to bring under the Footstool of Christ Jesus. For now I will smell the fragrances of life and enjoy what lies ahead. In Jesus’