Something tells me I’ve used this exact blog title before, but I’m too lazy to go back and look. Oh, well.
I’ve been thinking a lot about some things. Some of it is stuff that’s always on my mind–God, His will for my life, how to use my time wisely, giraffes… Some of it is 52 Zoos-related–bills, e-mail requests for tickets, the logistics of 12 zoos in 15 days, party planning…
And some of it has to do with my previous posts on faith–and the ongoing comments. I have a lot of notes scrawled on random papers scattered across my desk. I have ideas swirling in my head, prayers whirling in my heart, butterflies whirling in my belly. I’ve been thinking about creation. And evolution. And the Bible. And religion. And freedom. And peace. And the deep longings of my heart.
I’m not one to shy away from a good argument. I’m fairly witty and pretty quick on my feet. Verbal sparring appeals to me on some level–more than it probably should.
But here’s the deal. I’m feeling a tug. And it’s not a tug to convince, cajole, coerce or condemn. It’s a tug to love. To demonstrate through actions, not words. To show Christ’s love, not defend it. To be humble, not arrogant. To care more about people’s souls than the need to be right.
God is doing a work in my heart tonight–He wants to use me as a vessel to pour out His love. I’m not a very loving person on my own. But I’m learning to let Him love others through me. I don’t always get it right. My selfish nature gets in the way far too often. But I want to love. And love well.
I’m not called to be a defense attorney (nor a prosecuting attorney)–just a witness. I don’t have to know all the answers. I can search for them, sure, but my job is to share what I know from my own personal experience. What I’ve seen with my own eyes. I’m called to share my story. And that’s what I want to do.
“But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes on you, and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.” (Acts 1:8)
“For God did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, of love and of self-discipline. So do not be ashamed to testify about our Lord.” (2 Timothy 1:7-8)
“Because your love is better than life, my lips will glorify you. I will praise you as long as I live, and in your name I will lift up my hands.” (Psalm 63:3-4)
If you know Jesus and He’s done a work in your heart and life, will you testify to that today? If not here, then somewhere, before the day is over, will you give a brief testimony of what God has done for you? It’s okay if you’re not Wilma Wordsmith–the attitude of your heart is all that matters.
It can be something simple like–I’m praising God today for the money to put gas in my car. Or I’m giving glory to God today for delivering me from a nasty addiction. Or I’m thanking God today for helping me love this difficult person in my life. Or I’m giving God glory today for softening my husband’s heart toward spiritual things.
It doesn’t have to be your whole testimony–just a part.
I’ll start. I’m giving glory to God today for giving me a love for His Word, a passion to know Him more deeply and follow Him more closely. I’m standing here in awe of the way He has worked out every detail of every zoo trip–when, by all accounts, it was impossible. On paper, this year makes NO sense. It’s a work of God. And it’s humbling and beautiful to think that He cares so deeply for me and my family–and the things that matter to us.