“Would you bring the devotional?”
As I prepared, I was somewhat nervous, knowing that I would be in the midst of some “missionary greats” of the world. As that day in Prague approached, I had spent as much time in prayer as I had dealing with the passage.
I decided to use the Truths that the Father had spoken about our tongues and their tendency to ignite with Gehenna’s flame.
After the devotional, many references were made about our tongue as fire. As a group, we were cautious of our words. Sometimes in jest and sometimes seriously, the theme sparked many of our discussions.
And I watched my tongue most carefully. After all, I wanted to be able to have spoken with authority.
My family was coming, the house was a wreck, my throat was scratchy and I had jet lag.
And to top it off,
Mark was beginning to really irritate me.
Now remember, just weeks earlier, I had delivered a stirring devotional about a tongue with the fire of hell.
As I shifted my own tongue within my mouth, it sizzled just a bit and I could almost smell the smoke.
“I’d better keep my mouth shut.”
Yeah, that was the plan….
Instead – I incinerated him with a sudden outburst.
“Elijah was a man with a nature (Greek: “feelings or affections”) like ours…” James 5:17
Really? Did he have a problem with his tongue?
He was a spiritual giant, right?
Ummmm….maybe not –
Remember when the prophets of Baal couldn’t get any fire from heaven? Elijah was on hand with a flaming wit and a smoking sarcasm:
“Call a little louder – he is a god, after all. Maybe he’s off meditating somewhere or other, or maybe he’s gotten involved in a project, or maybe he’s on vacation. You don’t suppose he’s overslept, do you, and needs to be waked up?” (1 Kings 18:27 The Message)
I don’t know about you, but that pretty much describes me:
Yet, this is the very kind of man that is considered righteous enough for prayers that work.
Kinda gives me hope. What about you?
My dear child,
True religion isn’t “controlling your every action”. True religion is letting My life loose within you.
Rules and regulations never make anything perfect, not even you. I’m the only perfect One.
Precious, remember that I look past all the stuff and into your heart. I’m always searching for the submissive, not the subjective. That’s the reason that faith is so important to Me. I really don’t need you to try any harder – believe Me, it won’t help my attitude about you. I’ve already completed all that you need to please Me.
Take your hands off the wheel of your life and let Me drive. After all, I built the vehicle and the road. When you drive, you tend to get distracted by others along the way. You end up being partial to some and judgmental with others. And that slows down the process.
Let me drive while you rest beside Me. It’s a far better way to travel.
Aren’t you glad that I’m not distracted by people and things? I see all My children as equals. I like you just as much as I do John Piper or Beth Moore. You all have a seat at my table with equal distances from Me.
I’m yours for the asking. Ask, dear child, I’m so very ready to respond.