Faith
A door for the Word
“meanwhile praying also for us, that God would open to us a door for the word, to speak the mystery of Christ, for which I am also in chains.” Colossians 4:3
There was a time when I thought it was very important that God should open a door for my “ministry”. I prayed for this and believed for this. I look back on that time in my life now and am ashamed of myself. How utterly selfish and self-seeking those prayers were. I did want Jesus to be glorified….as long as it happened through me. And of course I would certainly remain a humble servant while being celebrated as an anointed woman of God.
As ridiculous as that sounds, that really was the essence of my thoughts at one point in my life. While I might have prayed for God to open a door for the gospel, I really wanted Him to open a door for me.
The Lord rescued me from this mindset through a great disappointment that left me hurting and heart broken for a very long time. Today I can look back at it and thank Him from the depths of my heart for it.
I still pray for God to open doors, and He still does. And while I have the privilege of walking through those doors, I understand now that they are not for me. They are for the furtherance of this great gospel of Jesus Christ.
Spurgeon quote
From Spurgeon’s sermon “Christ Precious to Believers”
…he who really has this high estimate of Jesus will think much of him, and as the thoughts are sure to run over at the mouth, he will talk much of him. Do we so? If Jesus is precious to you, you will not be able to keep your good news to yourself; you will be whispering it into your child’s ear; you will be telling it to your husband; you will be earnestly imparting it to your friend; without the charms of eloquence you will be more than eloquent; your heart will speak, and your eyes will flash as you talk of his sweet love. Every Christian here is either a missionary or an impostor. Recollect that. You either try to spread abroad the kingdom of Christ, or else you do not love him at all. It cannot be that there is a high appreciation of Jesus and a totally silent tongue about him.
Of tents and palaces
“One thing I have desired of the Lord, that will I seek: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to inquire in His temple.” Psalm 27:4
If the temple had been in existence at that time, David’s longing would have been more understandable. Who wouldn’t enjoy meeting with God amidst the ornate carving and abundance of gold in Solomon’s temple?
But during the life of David there was no temple. The ark of God remained in a tabernacle of skins and curtains as it had done since the days of Moses (2 Samuel 7:2) King David had built for himself a house of cedar, certainly something grand and palatial – suitable for a king. Yet his heart longed more intensely for the tent where God was than the comfort of his own dwelling.
But kings belong in palaces David. Not tents.
Yet Almighty God dwelt in a tent, and that made it a palace to David.
In the day of trouble
For they have turned their back to Me, and not their face. But in the time of their trouble they will say, ‘Arise and save us’. Jeremiah 2:27
All is well. The land is safe. There is no danger. The people of Israel plunge headlong into idolatry. No playing on the fringes of it for them. The Lord Himself says of their idolatry:
“..on every high hill and under every green tree you lay down, playing the harlot.” Jer 2:20
“…for according to the number of your cities are your gods, O Judah.” Jer. 2:28
They weren’t just experimenting with a bit of false religion here and there. They had thrown themselves into the pursuit of other gods with all their heart. But then the day of trouble came.
They may have tried to convince themselves that these idols were actually something, but deep inside they knew that when they needed a deity with power to deliver, there was only One.
Sometimes I notice this about myself. When I am facing difficulty, I pray almost continually. I cry to Him and seek comfort from Him. But in the day of ease I am easily distracted by ten thousand things and forget that I need Him just as much then. It seems that about that time another crisis hits to remind me.
Oh, that I would cling to Him in the day of ease as I do in the day of trouble!
My Quiet Love
In stillness with my heart uplifted
Unto You in the heavenlies
I search for words that lend expression
To my soul’s unspoken pleas
Something perfectly poetic
A lovely masterpiece of words
Enduring terms of adoration
Worthy of my King and Lord
But words escape me, I am silent
Thoughts disjointed, unexpressed
Unspoken praise burns deep within
And seeks release in wordlessness
I have nothing lovely for You
Just a heart that feels as though
It’s broken in a thousand pieces
Can I lay this at Your throne?
Unutterable adoration
Expressed in tears of liquid praise
May each one say what words cannot
Though I’ve tried a thousand ways
So I sit at Your feet, dear Jesus
Silently and gaze at You
Content to dwell in wordless wonder
My quiet love I give to You.