Where Did You Find God Today?

It was missionary Sunday with a twist. Our missionary came back with her fiancé, well now her husband of one week. They were married while here on furlough. He spoke to  the congregation. She sat back and smiled, letting him have the limelight and giving us a chance to get to know him better. Smart lady.

He was the one with the message we needed to hear, and I believe if her homecoming had overshadowed him, we would not have been as blessed by that message. And what was it?

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to do it, if God is calling you, it will happen. So you may as well get out of the boat and walk towards His voice.

You see, that is how they met. He was pushed, shoved, volun-told and finger-waggled by his pastor that he go to this missionary conference . He swallowed hard and finally agreed since the pastor was more than adamant. He had been told by a visiting preacher that he was to be a missionary ten years earlier when he was in high school. He resisted, and resisted. This time it was evident he could not resist anymore.

At that conference, his eyes locked onto hers and the rest, as they say is history. God joined not just a man and a woman, but a missionary couple who will double the efforts in Cambodia to safe house women and girls from human traffickers.  God, in the perfect timing only He knows, brought it all to fruition and two people from two different countries ,but of the same denomination, are now united.

Has God been whispering in the back of your soul, but you have been ignoring it? Or maybe He has given you the desire, but  is letting you know it not the right time yet. Perhaps you have some soul-stretching to do and some faith toning before you run this race that is being laid out in His plan.

The first step is to acknowledge He is calling you. Then step out of the boat and start moving toward His voice. Like Peter, fix your eyes on Him and you won’t sink. Let Him set the pace for the goal He has in mind. Easier said than done.  But it is the only way to not get worn out battling the waves.

I am worn out. I am tired of no results.  I am  weary of brick walls that will not crumble. I’d already given God my resignation. Let someone else write for You.  No one is listening to my words anyway. I am through.

This missionary’s  message spoke to me.

Yesterday, He had handed me the pen again.  I climbed out of the boat.