The first week here is South Africa I quickly noticed that the Kingdom was being built here. I could feel it in the air. We spent Monday in evangelism training with Impact Africa, and Tuesday we went to their annual corporate meeting to understand more about the organization. Wednesday we FINALLY got to go out in the field of one of the squatter camps, Mswawa (OOM-SAH-WAWA). I was eager to share the gift of Jesus.
I often write my prayers for the day down in my journal as a recap to see what God is answering but also to help me not procrastinate while praying (lol, ADD maybe??) But this particular morning I decided to be a bit more bold about what I was asking God for the day.
This is what I wrote on January 17th,
“Abba,
I pray that today we would talk to 17 people at least about you.”
God MOVED! Actually, He really one upped my request and was like “ oh I can do more than that Kelly girl!” On the 17th 18 children of God came home. 18 orphans became sons and daughters. 18 people received the gift of eternity. 18 salvations. And I didn’t witness a single one with my own eyes. We were split up in to teams of 3-4 out of 13 world racers. Every other group -but my own – witnessed someone accepting Christ. Every other group had the Holy Spirit moving before their eyes. So I prayed for 17 conversations about Christ but God said “How about 18 salvations instead. But WAIT… you won’t have any part”
And by the end of Friday there were about 50. Yep, 50 salvations in just 3 days! I stayed home sick Friday with a fever and caused me to think about where my role in this had been.
Well gee, ok then God, what the heck? You’ve put me on the bench of your army? You see God answered my prayer and then some, but not through me. So why’d I get benched? I needed to get my motives in check. In sports a good coach will bench a player when their mindset and or attitude is foul in any sort of manner. God was being a good coach. Was I talking to these children of God about the gift of salvation because they are just as worthy of the gift as I am? Or to come home and say “I led someone to Christ today!” The thing is, without the Holy Spirit speaking through me, my words are worthless, have no meaning, and will get me nowhere. ‘I’ have nothing to do with it. I should come home and say “A child of God has come home! Let’s all rejoice with the angels!!!”.
My motive is to see the brokenness of the lost sheep around me. My motive is to let the Holy Spirit move through me, showing the lost sheep that if the Shepherd has found me, He is surely not only seeking you, but has found you. Waiting for you to run into His arms. My motive should be to fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel.
The Lord has truly humbled me. I am nothing. I am merely skin in bones (and a few other anatomical things). BUT actually I am not when I choose to walk in oneness with the Spirit. The Holy Spirit is as much in me now as the day I accepted Him into my life. I have to choose to move closer to Jesus, I have every tool I need right now and forever to remain in the Spirit, to remain in the Lord. I just have to choose it. I will always have my salvation no one and nothing can take that from me. BUT, I have to wake up everyday choosing to walk in that salvation, and fighting for the salvation of those around me.
Put me back in coach. I’m ready.
joyfully,
Kell
also! new vlog is up! A day in the Life of South Africa, check out how God put me back in the game! Copy and paste the link below into your browser!
