Sunday, 27 April 2008

• Not Dead

  Today I listened to a sermon in the car on Shine.FM. Jon Nance was leading worship.

  The sermon was about the Holy Spirit. The pastor was giving an example of a man whose wife had prayed for decades that he would come to know Christ. One Sunday, after years of excuses, he voluntarily decided to go to church with her. He went with her again on the next Sunday, and also on the Sundays to follow. Six months (or six weeks- I can't remember which it was) later, he surrendered His life to Christ.

  Decades. She had prayed for him for decades. What faith.

  I think about the people for whom I pray. I cry out for them daily. I ask God to forgive their rejection of Him. I want them to know Christ so badly.

   

  I wonder if I can wait for decades. I feel as though I cannot. The thought of it is absolutely heart-wrenching to me.

   

  I don't want to have to wait for decades.

   

  God loves these people far greater than I can even think to love them. That they continuously reject Him is far more painful for Him than it is for me.

   

  Yet, He continuously pursues them.

   

  He continues to have patience with them. He continues to want people to intercede for them.

   

  And so I will.

  
  Even if it takes decades.

  
  
  This is why I firmly believe that love is a nightmare. A beautiful nightmare.

   

  This is the first non-emo/non-depressing entry I've written in a while. Let's see if I can keep it that way.

  
  I'm feeling songful.

   

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