Wow, I cannot
seem to figure out where the great resistance comes from. Just sitting now in
front of the computer, struggling to sit down and write a blog. It is funny how
God displays our acts before us through many other examples. I am sitting here
watching a boy screaming while his mom tries to direct him to the bathroom for
a shower. Such resistance, and sitting here hearing his protests of the water
being cold. I remember hearing from God at the beginning of this month that
“this is the month”. When He said this, I had no idea what He was speaking
about. We still have until the end of the month for full revelation as well.
What I can say is that, He is doing a lot, stirring a lot of things in me and I
can constantly feel the shape of this pottery shifting with His hands. Being
drawn away from the distractions of easily accessible comfort and what is well
known has definitely been an aid in eliminating things that draw me away from
my creator. But in the end, it is still up to me to stand up and fight.
I know my efforts are futile without depending
on Him to be my strength in anything. I know and realize full well that when I
am in a bad mood or feel disconnected that it is up to me in that moment to
press into Him and seek Him harder. Our persistence defines and refines our
character when it comes to seeking the Almighty Himself. I still feel the
moments of resistance in sitting down and reading my bible or giving my free
time to worshipping. I still fall under my own clouded judgments of a person,
place, or situation. I still have days where I feel myself become engulfed in
sadness or weakness and the day has come and gone where I fed the enemies
attempts to determine my attitude or my ability to be used in His Kingdom. We
aren’t striving to satisfy our own purpose in this world or allow all that God
does to be broken down by a force that has no power. I am no longer a citizen
of this world but I am a citizen in the Kingdom of Heaven, I have been handed
salvation and with this comes the freedom and life that everyone so desperately
seeks for in all the wrong places. So, with this gift and this Honor I must
remember that there is still a mission at hand; there are still lost souls and
children to usher into their great inheritance.
