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Obedience

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For many years I was on the prayer team of a large Christian convention. Yet during that time I was only once directly involved in a person giving their life to Christ. When working in several secular offices I never knew if any of my halting words of witness made any impression. I have lived in five different homes during my adult life and although I’ve talked about God to my neighbours, I never knew if any of my words made any difference. But this is not for me to know.

My call and yours is to obedience. When I feel God’s nudge to speak or not, it is my call of obedience to obey. On the times I have obeyed, it has been in God’s hands,and the results are in the realm of God. We are the hands of God. Jesus is not here in person, the job is up to us, guided by the Holy Spirit. He needs us, He will cope with the results, that’s not our part.

As Jesus tell us, ‘One sows and another reaps’ John 4:37. It may be that God has called us to be the evangelist, but alternatively we might be called to be the messenger, speaking the first words that a person has ever heard about Christ. We may be called to be the person who is reviled and persecuted for speaking the words of hope. Whatever our calling, obedience is what is necessary.

The First Port of Call

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‘These are the words of Him who is holy and true, who opens the key of David. What He opens no-one can shut and what He shuts no-one can open.’ Romans 3:7.

‘The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.’ Psalm 23:1

Since I’ve moved house I’ve had problem upon problem. In the first few days I had a broken boiler and a broken toilet. These days both of these are essential. I also suffered a burglary and a gas leak. Now I’ve just discovered I have a leak in the roof because of recent bad workmanship. I would love to tell you that on discovering the problems I immediately turned to prayer. Alas, I am a flawed human being. You would think that after decades of being a Christian, I would have learned. With a God who knows the end from the beginning, of course, He knows the answers to the problems. He knows where my keys and glasses are when I can’t find them.

But, God is not like a great Father Christmas. We can’t just tap into anything we want from Him. He is the amazing, awesome, finite God. There is a price to pay, a very large one. The price in my complete dedication and obedience for the rest of my life.