Lives could be changed! Hearts could be mended! Strongholds could come down!
Some time ago, I began making "TO DO" lists for Jesus. Why is it important to make "TO DO" lists for Him?
Because He calls us to act. I find that if I don't act on the word, my life tends to stagnate. It's so easy to get caught up in our own affairs that we forget the great need of others. It's so easy to become self involved. But we aren't called to be self-involved...we are called to love.
I can see so much chaos in the world. Only a few days ago, a very dear member of our family and community was murdered. Chaos!
I have been following the Casey Anthony story. She is accused of killing her two year old daughter and hiding her little body in the woods. I cringe when I imagine Caylee's final moments. I can see her resting in the arms of Jesus, even as her mother continues her string of lies.
Yesterday was a day of peace and tears. One moment I felt an immense peace. The next moment I was in tears. Peace. tears. Peace. tears.
I couldn't decide if I was hormonal or the state of the world was just getting to me. I am sad because of the tragedy.
I'm sure everyone by now can see the state of the world. There don't seem to be many people spreading His Light and His Love. At least, that is the way it seems. I know so many people involved in lies and deception. That I am just sad.
Jesus showed me something one day..."As Christians, each of us has a Light within us, but it is up to us to share it...to spread it into the dry, dusty ground of chaos, and watch it grow...
The harvest....The harvest is watching all those hurting, dismantled, and broken lives realizing that they have hope. The harvest is seeing someone beaten down, coming to realize that they have an immense purpose. That no life is small. That we are all created in His image, and we are each called to ACT.
A few days ago, I attended the funeral for a very special woman. I wrote a post in her honor. Mrs. Mary Jeanette Duhon. The way she died was tragic. For those that don't know...she was murdered.
At the funeral, over 100 people began to sing. To sing. In spite of all the darkness, and all of the grief, we sang.
It was a beautiful moment. It was a moment when I felt Jesus' Light shining into the darkness.
IN that moment, the silent screams of chaos were muted...and all I could hear was the sound of joy.
Amazing Grace. That is the song we sang.
....one more thought....for those reading this that maybe don't believe in Him...I am writing this blog, not for self recognition, but with the belief that the very face of Jesus will emerge. I have often heard the phrase, "Our life is the only Bible some people will ever read." That may well be true...so I pray that you will seek, and you will find. I hope you can read my posts and see that Jesus is very real.
I want people to know that the "narrow path", although it is sometimes difficult...it is a road that is cloaked in Beauty and Love. It is the road less traveled for a reason. Often, He will tell us things that we may not want to hear. Things that involve sacrifice. He wants us to strive to be perfect. He teaches us how to get there.
I know I have done some horrible things in my past. But I know that I am forgiven. You can be too.