Saturday, May 9, 2015

Choosing Obedience

My spirit longs to be free from the heaviness that I am holding on to. There is so much behind me that has filled my heart but no longer can fill my hands.

It started Sunday night when I found out a dear friend of mine set the date for her wedding. My joyful heart sunk in selfish sorrow! I've had the privilege of watching this amazing woman of God learn who she is in Christ, choose to put Him first, strive to better herself by going back to school even when her family did not support her decision, and show her kids what it means to walk in the fullness of who God created her to be. She has experienced the oppression of generational poverty and stereotypes but has chosen to persevere, breaking through the chains of her circumstances. It is heartbreaking knowing that I wont get to see her walk down the aisle in her beautiful purple dress. God's beautiful redemption story unfolding for her life and yet I don’t get to be there with her.

At our Monday morning meeting God asked me to walk in obedience…

I knew that He was asking me to be okay with not seeing the fruits of His work back home and even more importantly He was asking me to make a choice. It was time to lay down my own strength and knowledge and obediently walk in the new creation He was molding me into. I have been asked to start walking in a new role at TTH and I am not equipped for this HUGE role. He is asking me to lay down my own agendas and limitations to have free hands to receive new gifts that are needed in order to walk it out.

It's been an internal struggle learning what to do with the things I see here that make walking in obedience hard. I struggle with knowing where to start or what to do with the overwhelming need and injustice that fill the air like the oxygen we breathe. It is not fair watching a 7 year old girl be in charge of her four younger siblings while the mom is no where to be seen and it is hard trying to empower the people of God when cultural norms conflict with the Kingdom Culture.

Rarely does it make sense to me but I have the choice just like Ananias.

"10 Now there was a disciple at Damascus named Ananias. The Lord said to him in a vision, “Ananias.” And he said, “Here I am, Lord.” 11 And the Lord said to him, “Rise and go to the street called Straight, and at the house of Judas look for a man of Tarsus named Saul, for behold, he is praying, 12 and he has seen in a vision a man named Ananias come in and lay his hands on him so that he might regain his sight.” 13 But Ananias answered, “Lord, I have heard from many about this man, how much evil he has done to your saints at Jerusalem. 14 And here he has authority from the chief priests to bind all who call on your name.” 15 But the Lord said to him, “Go, for he is a chosen instrument of mine to carry my name before the Gentiles and kings and the children of Israel. 16 For I will show him how much he must suffer for the sake of my name.” 17 So Ananias departed and entered the house. And laying his hands on him he said, “Brother Saul, the Lord Jesus who appeared to you on the road by which you came has sent me so that you may regain your sight and be filled with the Holy Spirit.” 18 And immediately something like scales fell from his eyes, and he regained his sight. Then he rose and was baptized; 19 and taking food, he was strengthened." Acts 9:10-19

Ananias had the choice to be obedient and go to Saul, the very man that was persecuting Christians at the time. The beautiful part of the story is that out of Ananias's obedience, Saul dedicated his life to glorifying Him and to make His name known among the nations. My prayer is that I will choose to be obedient like Ananias in the small everyday things. I pray that by choosing obedience, God will be glorified and opportunities arise to make Him known.