A good friend of mine and I were walking yesterday. The topic of the bombing in Boston came up. We both couldn’t believe that someone would do something so awful, but we also recognized that we live in a world of sin.
And I made the comment, “Perhaps this is just one more thing God uses to remind us that this is not our home.”
My mind and heart have been wrestling over this topic for months now. Ever since my husband’s father died back in August it’s been in the forefront of my thoughts. I’ve spoken with my husband about it, but I still feel the fingers of fear creep over my heart when I think about it.
Are you ready? Those of us who claim to be Christians, and have Jesus living inside of us, should be.
What will it feel like? Will it hurt? I won’t be with my husband anymore. Perhaps I won’t be able to see my kids grow up. Will I have to battle a long sickness first? or will I be taken in an instant when Jesus returns? These questions make me want to weep.
If I don’t desire to be with Jesus, then how much do I really love Him? Paul, while in prison, talks about how much better it would be to be with Jesus, but until then, he would serve and preach the gospel.
I have been challenged by four young ladies because of their sweet love for Jesus. I think over the course of these months I have seen each one post either on their blogs, or on Facebook, how much they love Jesus and they can’t wait to see His face. All of these young ladies are connected, even if they don’t realize it. Two of them were students of mine when I taught 4th grade. The other two, I have had the awesome privilege to mentor in some capacity. All four of them are beautiful, single women serving the Lord selflessly. One is overseas spreading the gospel; Two others long to be overseas loving on people and spreading Jesus; the last has been overseas as well and goes downtown to serve and talk to people about the Lord.
I love each one of these young ladies dearly, for they are such examples to me of what Passionate Christianity should look like. I want that passion too! I want to serve the Lord without abandon and be excited that one day I will see Jesus face to face.
But I am caught up with the desires of life. Family, church, friends…and that’s not bad. It’s just not where my focus should be.
Seeing the face of Jesus, going through death, should not be feared. The Lord tells us that He doesn’t give us a spirit of fear or timidity. We can be bold in the Lord and in His mighty power. And that is what these girls are doing. They rely totally on Jesus…for everything. And I know I don’t. I need to seek first the kingdom of God and all these things (family, church, friends) will be added unto me.
Life can be scary. Bombs go off. Car accidents happen. Disease spreads. Sin is awful. But to see Jesus face to face means no more pain. No more tears. No more death. No more sin.
That sounds wonderful.
I need to refocus, get back on my knees, and get my eyes back on Jesus. I need to be obedient to Him. The passion for the Lord will come as I spend, as you spend, more time with Him and serving for Him.