6/5/15

I Want to Be a Struck Match

A box of matches. Such a simple thing. But God used it to speak to my heart.

I opened the box, planning to strike a match. But I paused. All the matches were so neatly stacked,

row upon rowso safe and secure in the matchbox.

And then I had this thought. "Matches only make a difference when they catch fire." 

I envisioned rows of pews in church after church in America.

We're safe and secure (for now) within those church walls. But are we making a difference?

Yes, I know we have mission programsin our church we have extraordinary giving to missionaries.

But what about our personal mission fields? Our neighbors. Our unbelieving co-workers. Maybe some in our own families.

I'm pausing to think today: "What would happen ....?
  • What would happen if we left our safe pews each Sunday to interact with people who need to know God's love? 
  • What would happen if we offered life in Christ to a dying world?
  • What would happen if we said "yes" to God more often?
  • What would happen if we saw life as an adventure with God?
  • What would happen if we lived out the Gospel in practical ways?
  • What would happen if God used us to create hunger for the satisfaction only He can give?
I'm a timid woman. Much too afraid of little things.

But for Christ, I am terribly frightened by the chaos I see in the news. I grieve as I see those who love Jesus around the world called to make the ultimate sacrifice.

As I child I learned the words of Paul: "For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain" (Philippians 1:21)

I say I would die for Jesus, but if I cannot live for Himif I do not stand with Him nowhow would I die for Him?
God has not called us to safety. He calls us to surrender and sacrificeand He will light the fire of our sacrifice.

The missionary C.T. Studd wrote: "Oh let my love with fervor burn, And from the world now let me turn; Living for Thee, and Thee alone, Bringing Thee pleasure on Thy throne; Only one life, ’twill soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last."

I say I need more courage, but maybe what I need is more love for Christ.   

This is my one cry today: "Let my love with fervor burn." It needs to begin there.

I want to be a struck match.

Oh, Lord, hear my cry.
I'm a timid, fearful soul.
I confess that I'm too content to sit in safe, comfortable pews 
when a lost, dying world needs to know Your love and grace. 
Show me where my love for You is weak, and
strengthen me to obey Your voice. 
Revive my heart.
Set my heart aflame and give me courage to burn out for You,
that You might be honored in all things.
(Romans 11:36)

.Are you a struck match? Or do you need to pray for a heart aflame too?

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