This day like any other, we walk. Each step after another, breathing deep; inhale, exhale. Thinking. Praying. The cold air sweeps against my face and i see graffiti filled walls, a generation crying out for attention, “Will someone notice me?” Picking up my feet, i feel ridges and bumps cascade the streets. People walking, minding their own business, but secretly searching for the answer, “Do i belong?”
“Who am i that HE would be mindful of me?”
G-d created each individual person with a plan, a purpose, an IDENTITY.
We walk through the markets seeking simple necessities; watching. We come to a vender, two men and shoes. High heels galore, flat shoes, big shoes, boots, and more. As we begin to look, little american phrases would come out of my mouth and people turn. The salesman decides to ask,
“Where is she from?”
“America.”
A face of question and wonder, but is not sure he wants to ask why. A few minutes go on and he asks,
“Why is she here?”
“To tell you about Jesus.”
“Huh?”
And it begins. The glorious introduction into my beautiful best Friend, my sweet Savior. The One who changed my life, Jesus.
It is no surprise to find men and women who know of a man named Jesus, but most only know Him as a man, a baby, maybe a prophet. Very few know Him as L-rd, as Savior, as their best friend, their Beloved.
As i only speak English, i have little say in the conversation and i find that all i can do is pray. Sometimes i do not realize the power of prayer or the working of the Holy Spirit. In that moment, it really had nothing to do with me, us, or anything we could say or do, but simply on the moving of the Holy Spirit and a revelation of Jesus Christ.
“i must decrease, He must increase.” John 330
My plan is to be involved, to work, to “do” something.
G-d’s plan is to mold, to work, to align.
“I am the Potter and you are the clay.”
Are we allowing G-d to be the craftsmen?
You are a tool. i am a tool.
We are only instruments in the Craftsmen’s hands.
Do i give Him power to use me as He will? Because He wants to use me. It is a blessing for me to be used by the Father, but am i willing to allow G-d to use me the way HE WANTS, not the way i think He should.
Are you?
The ultimate form of [surrender]; Handing your life, your control and everything inside of it to a very big G-d who can and will use you IF you let Him.
Will you?
