It's about God
and his glory
and his redemption
and his purpose
and his will
and his power.
I look at what God has laid before me. His plan. Where he is leading me for the next season of my life.
I look at myself and I feel too small.
Too inexperienced, too young, too -not enough-
That's exactly what the enemy needs to keep his church, his people from walking out boldly in the call of God on their lives. And we, I, have given it to him without a thought.
I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit - fruit that will last - and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you. John 15:15-16Jesus has called me a friend.
We have access to EVERYTHING he has learned from the Father.
We have access to all knowledge, all power, all strength.
Jesus chose me.
Jesus, from the very beginning - chose me and has been pursuing me.
He has never stopped pursuing me.
It is absolutely not in the character of God to send us out ill-equipped and unprepared.
We will not be perfect. But to step into the call of God is to have faith that he is capable of working through you.
I believe faith is a choice.
Faith is a conscious decision to look at what is before you, and to proclaim over your situation that God is who he says he is - that he will provide for you, watch over you, equip and help you.
Faith does not mean the absence of doubt or fear. Faith is a choice of something else. Something higher. The truth. Faith comes from a place of intimacy and relationship with Jesus.
Faith comes from remembering his faithfulness and being expectant that he will prove himself again.
And again.
And again.
God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong...'Let the one who boasts boast in the Lord' -1 Cor. 1:27
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