CALLED

Witnessing is not always easy. It always feels right, but there’s times it feels really tough. Why? Because when things like COVID-19 change so much about our lives, it changes our energy and challenges our strength. At least for me. It seems we use the “full throttle-I can power through” strength faster and the marathon positivity begins to wain and strain this far in the race. You have to look harder to find the trust and faith in God when sin takes hold this tight. You have to try harder to not give in to the weariness and you have to find more spirit to use. You have to pray more often for love so you can have some to give out. And you have to keep pulling at every shred of encouragement you can find because it matters. A silly joke, a really dumb sitcom, a box of fattening filling ANYTHING, or a powerful faith quote or song that drives you to tears of gratefulness. Or tears of meltdown. I’ve done both. A lot. It’s a lot of “you have to’s” and “trying.” I’ve decided its all ok and part of how I’m navigating the call to crazy. Can you relate?

We’re pulling each other through piece by updated piece. We’re finding new ways old thought by new thought. We’re relating and tweaking everything from money to milk. And we’re stopping to rest when it’s too much for that hour and the mask stinks. Is this what witnessing is? Is it combining all this for each other and living with the faith and strength we wake up with that day. Is it knowing at the end of that song that we really do love our God and fall to our knees for His help. I believe with all my heart it is. Why? Because when a weary soul still speaks of God, knees bent in the eye of the storm, it can be the most powerful time in a persons life. For them and all those around them.

Authenticity is at its peak and God is still in the sentence. God is still in the soul. God is. God is. My dear readers, this time in the world is hard. We all find it harder and harder. If I can witness to you this Friday night, I would say from one soldier to another, from one set of weary bent knees and bowed head to another, God is on His way. We won’t find rational when the winds shift and the gate begins to flex. The End Times are not rational. They are not reasonable or fixable. They do not come with feelings of comfort and normalcy. But they do come with Jesus Christ making it all right again. They do come with a shepherd taking us through every embattled path. I don’t find it easy to keep strength up. I don’t find it easy to be in the unknown of so many aspects. I have to look harder for God right now. I’m with you and all the weary feelings. But I’m looking for the King’s robe and I’m looking for His call and I know I’m not out of His sight. He’s not looking harder for me. His eye is on the sparrow. His eye is on you. I believe we are the generation called to be alive when He comes. I believe we are the generation He’ll help every step of the way. And as we work harder to witness to each other, I believe we’re on our way to witnessing the greatest event of all time. The very coming of Christ himself. The face of Jesus. The day when the skies open up and the grounds uproot and it’s over. Power up tonight, we’re on our way to heaven’s gates. Weary yes, but winning? More than winners, the CALLED.

“Though the mountains may be removed and the hills may be shaken, My loving devotion will not depart from you, and My covenant of peace will not be broken,” says the LORD, who has compassion on you.”  Revelation 6:14