Hey everyone!!!
So, I’ve been really struggling with blog post ideas lately and to be honest, I haven’t felt very inspired. As I was struggling with coming up with blog ideas, one of my squad members had told me “Don’t worry, just wait the Lord will give you something to blog about!” And sure enough, He did!
As I’m writing this, it’s Saturday, September 5th. Tonight was one of the most incredible God-experiencing nights I have ever been a part of. But let me give you some context.
So, with it being Saturday, today is also the Sabbath, the day the Lord gives us to rest, spend time with Him, and do fun things we may not be able to do throughout the work week. This morning, we were given 2 hours for our alone time with the Lord, whether that be praying, worshipping, journaling, drawing, reading the Bible, anything really that makes us feel close with God. And today was just not my day. I was struggling to stay focused and hear God and what He was trying to tell me. I got frustrated because I felt like I should be hearing this booming voice of God in my head telling me how to be a better Christian, almost like what would happen in a movie. However, the words “Come with me, my child” popped into my head. And I’m not going to lie, I was disappointed and a tad bit frustrated. Like, come on, God. I am with you, I’m your disciple, I’m a Jesus follower, I literally abandoned life back home to go on a mission trip to serve you. I didn’t understand why God was telling me to go with Him if I already was with Him.
So, my day continues. I’m still a little frustrated I didn’t have a “Revelation God-moment” during my morning time with Him, but I brush it off eventually and decide that I’m ready for the evening sermon with one of the speakers who everyone has told me is just amazing. I go into the sermon with the mindset of, “Okay, God, wreck my heart. It didn’t happen like I wanted it to earlier, so do it now.” And well, be careful what you ask the Lord for because sure enough, an hour and a half later, I was a crying, snot-dripping, blubbering mess who eventually got up to sing her heart out in worship to Him.
How did this happen, you might ask? Well, the sermon was on what it really means to follow Jesus and whether or not you’re willing to live a life for Him, even if that means you would die for Him. Following Jesus isn’t easy. As followers of Christ, we have to be willing to lay down our life for the one, true Savior. After all, He died for on the cross to save us. Following Jesus isn’t a commitment. Living for Him isn’t a commitment. It’s a surrender. You have to completely surrender yourself to the Lord every single day, in everything that you do. When I realized this, I looked back on my life and saw that yes, I love Jesus, but loving Him and committing to Him instead of completely surrendering to Him were two different things, one of which I have not always been doing. That’s why God spoke to me this morning and said, “Come with me, my Child.” As His child, He wants us to have a child-like mindset about loving Him, about surrendering our life for Him. Think of children and how eager they are to learn, how excited they are to touch everything or play with new toys, or even forget about all their old toys just because they got a brand new one from the store and they can’t wait to play with it! That’s the excitement and eagerness God wants us to have to surrender ourselves to Him. He wants us to go to Him and with Him and completely surrender ourselves to His love.
I challenge you to spend some time with the Lord, see what He has to tell you, and also to reflect on your life. Have you surrendered yourself to Him?
I love you all! Thank you so much for all your love and support!!!
Quincy
