I found myself giving God all the excuses I could think of – come to find out I’m not the first to use those excuses.
Moses told God that he wasn’t eloquent and therefore couldn’t speak, God told Moses not to be afraid because He would give him the words.
Jeremiah told God that he was too young to speak and therefore wouldn’t be heard, God told him that he would go to everyone God sent him to and that He would be with him to deliver him.
Gideon told God that he was afraid, and God waited and prepared his heart for the appointed time for him to take action.
Plus…I have the promise that I’m anointed with the Holy Spirit, which Paul promises is speaking through me! Jesus commands me not to be afraid of what’s going to come out of my mouth, because His Spirit is going to give me the words to speak at the appointed time.
So, I’ve been evangelizing.
I have literally been knocking on people’s doors and asking them if I could share with them what I believe, and God has shown me incredible faithfulness – not just in the way he melts hearts and invites His children into His Kingdom, but also in the many ways He’s used asking me to step out in evangelism to prove how faithful He has been to me.
I don’t make flash cards. I don’t have drawers in my room for my clothes. I’m never on time. I didn’t start wearing matching socks until I was 21 years old. My bedroom is 4 different neon colors. My dad frequently calls me “flower child.” I could keep going, but my point is that I’m not Type “A” and I never have been and I never will be, and I honestly thought for my entire life until this past month that being something other than Type “A” made me inferior.
I thought my eccentricities put me at a lower standard than people who are gifted in areas of organization, routine, and punctuality.
As it turns out, God loves those eccentricities.
Jesus is teaching me through evangelism that I’m not Type “A” on purpose. He taught me through evangelism that He has used my weird eccentricities and lack of routine to teach me far more scripture than I ever would’ve guessed I had in my brain. He taught me that, just by spending time in conversation with Him and reading His word, spending time in worship, and spending time in fellowship; He has and is equipping me to do the work of His Kingdom…
That’s HUGE to me. I’ve reached a new level of freedom because I’ve been liberated from the lie that had told me my whole life that being free-spirited also made me inadequate; but I’ve also had my eyes opened to a whole new depth of God’s love for us.
He meets us where we are and prepares us for the good works, which He also already prepared for us, when we are in relationship with Him.
I found myself giving God all the excuses I could think of – come to find out I’m not the first to use those excuses.
Moses told God that he wasn’t eloquent and therefore couldn’t speak, God told Moses not to be afraid because He would give him the words (Exodus 4).
Jeremiah told God that he was too young to speak and therefore wouldn’t be heard, God told him that he would go to everyone God sent him to and that He would be with him to deliver him (Jeremiah 1).
Gideon told God that he was afraid, and God waited and prepared his heart for the appointed time for him to take action (Judges 6).
Plus…I have the promise that I’m anointed with the Holy Spirit (1 John 2:27), which Paul promises is speaking through me!
Jesus commands me not to be afraid of what’s going to come out of my mouth, because His Spirit is going to give me the words to speak at the appointed time (Matthew 10:20, John 16:13)
So, I’ve been evangelizing.
I have literally been knocking on people’s doors and asking them if I could share with them what I believe, and God has shown me incredible faithfulness – not just in the way he melts hearts and invites His children into His Kingdom,
but also in the many ways He’s used asking me to step out in evangelism to prove how faithful He has been TO me.
I don’t make flash cards.
I don’t even have drawers in my room for my clothes.
I’m never on time.
I didn’t start wearing matching socks until I was 21 years old.
My bedroom is 4 different neon colors.
My dad frequently calls me “flower child.”
I could keep going, but my point is that I’m not Type “A,” and I never have been and I never will be, and I honestly thought for my entire life until this past month that being something other than Type “A” made me inferior.
I thought my eccentricities put me at a lower standard than people who are gifted in areas of organization, routine, and punctuality.
As it turns out, God loves my eccentricities.
Jesus is teaching me through evangelism that I’m not Type “A” on purpose.
He taught me through evangelism that He has used my weird eccentricities and lack of routine to teach me far more scripture than I ever would’ve guessed I had in my brain.
He taught me that, just by spending time in conversation with Him and reading His word, spending time in worship, and spending time in fellowship; He has and is equipping me to do the work of His Kingdom…
That’s HUGE to me. I’ve reached a new level of freedom because I’ve been liberated from the lie that had told me my whole life that being free-spirited also made me inadequate; but I’ve also had my eyes opened to a whole new depth of God’s love for us.
He meets us where we are to prepare us for His good works, which He also already prepared for us, when we are in relationship with Him.
