Let’s face it, for most of us, God’s call is not that dramatic, and often not that clear. But then again, many times we know God is calling, and we really know what he wants us to do, but we deny it, we ignore it, we doubt it, we discount it, we wait for him to hit us over the head with a two-by-four. But sometimes that dramatic bolt of lightning never comes. Sometimes, as it says in scripture, God is not in the wind or the thunder, but in a still, small voice inside us.
Don’t wait for the two-by-four. Don’t demand that the Lord appear to you in glorious technicolor and stereophonic sound. Listen for that still, small voice. The Lord is calling you. He has work for you, work that only you can do.
What is going to be your response? Oh, I know; there are reasons why you cannot possibly do what you think the Lord is asking you to do. There are always reasons. Been there; done that.
I've been doing a lot of thinking about faith over the last few days. The big point that's been driven home for me is that faith just in the good times isn't much in the way of faith at all. Faith is what is strengthened in the hard times, in the times when it seems so impossible to believe, and yet you *do*. And while it's funny that an election did this, it's still a valid point.
Tuesday night, I was in a black mood. I couldn't understand what was going on around me, in my country. I couldn't understand why God wasn't saving us from our own folly. I was angry and depressed. But I started to think.
God is bigger than I can know. Silly katster, presuming to believe that she can understand the will of God, when God is infinite and katster is not. Thus, I have to have faith that God knows what He is doing, and He will direct me as needed to make His plans come to fruition. There are always reasons, and I am not privy to those reasons. Very well, then, I will do His will. My hands are empty, Lord, guide me the best I can. Here I am, Lord, send me. Send me into the den of lions, into the firey furnace, send me where You will, I am merely your humble servant. Miracles happen, but they happen more often to those prepared to work for them.
Very well, then, I will plant my garden. I will sow goodwill where I go. I will try my best not to hate and fear my countrymen who chose honestly.
And maybe it's time to show the world that I do have faith and values.
I don't know. I'm rambling again.
But here I am, choose me.