Last Friday night I was on my knees asking God what He wanted me to do, yielding my will to His. Suddenly I heard God speaking to me. Not audibly, of course, but I seemed to almost hear God calling me to give myself wholly to His plan for me. “Yes, Lord? Here am I.” And then it was really weird. I had this super strong impression. Go to 286 7th Ave S and offer them Bible studies. “No! I don’t want to, Lord!” Wait, didn’t I just say, “Here am I?” I wrestled for a while, unwilling to go. Finally, I hopped in bed and grabbed the magazine beside my bed. Adventist Frontier Missions. I read bit and then came across a section that said, “Will you answer His call to reach the unreached?” (Paraphrased) I lay down, giving myself all the reasons for why not to go. After a few minutes, I hopped out of bed and grabbed my phone. “Hopefully that address doesn’t even exist,” I thought to myself. Ugh, forget that, there it is. I finally fell into a restless sleep.
Sabbath morning, I woke up. Guess what popped into my head. 286 7th Ave S. “No! God, why!?” I shoved it out of my mind best I could. Later I opened my laptop and read this on hangouts.
“No! Not that verse again…!” I started to wonder, “Did I really mean that last night? I don’t want to go, God, I just don’t want to!” I still pushed the impression away and went to church. We’ve been witnessing to a neighbor of the church, and he came today for like probably the third time. He compared the church members to sparks, on fire for God. Immediately, I was reminded of a song I started writing. “Be the spark, to light the world on fire…”. What a hypocrite I was. Not even willing to live what I was sharing.
This afternoon, I had the chance. “Mom, uhhh…”, and I explained some of the story. I got up the courage and we drove to address, which turned out to be right across the road from the church, or so I thought. Yep, there it was on Google Maps. I had a quick prayer (I actually prayed that no one would be home,) and got out of the truck. Gathering my courage, I went to where 286 was, or where it was supposed to be. Wait, this is 300… I crossed the road, and again, and went in circles for a few minutes trying to find 286. It didn’t exist, even though Google Maps said it did. I breathed a sigh of relief!
So, what was God up to? I don’t know for sure, but I think He was testing me, to see if I was willing.
Are you willing to say, “Here am I, Lord?” God is still calling, "Whom shall I send?"
Join me and say, "I will go." Let's reach out to our communities and be the spark - the spark that lights the world on fire.
Amen, that's a powerful story!
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