Is there something in your life you know you know God has called you to, or promised you, and it just ain’t happenin’?
Maybe it’s been weeks, months, years, and the passion is wearing thin. Your faith may even seem stretched beyond what you can bear.
Been there, done that, so many times, believe me; you have no idea.
Yet it comes down to one basic question and one only: do I trust Him?
John 11 tells the story of a dead guy with two sisters. Jesus loved that family deeply, yet He didn’t step in when they knew He could. Why? Not My will but Thine. The same thing Papa asks of us. Again, why? So verse 44 can come into effect. How can Papa raise the dead if He doesn’t allow things to die beyond human ability to resuscitate?
If Laz hadn’t have died Jesus could not have displayed His glory and power in a very unique way. He didn’t raise that many people the literal stone-cold-dead state in His short stay here, so perhaps He had to be picky about who He chose. I don’t know. I still find it fascinating, though.
I’ve got a dead thing or twelve hanging around in my own life, things I know God promised me, that look impossible; every day I get to choose if I want to hold fast to the promises in His Word or to throw in the towel in quit. The former may be harder but it pays higher dividends on the back end.
In the words of Sam Collier, “trust God’s plan while holding His hand.”
Yep. Works for me.
So… check-up from the neck up time – do I want my dream? Or His? For real. In my core being. Let me think about it… umm… His. Every time. It’s better than mine, more strategic and way more influential. Souls are on the line.
Kari, the dead-gal-walking redhead
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