Not one of those sometimes...
Last night I received an sms from a friend I've known forever. He hasn't been coming to church, as he's running the father's business everyday. Not forgetting that he has to juggle time for college and assignments as well. A while he came to me with some questions, and since then God has placed him in my heart. But it just seems impossible to meet up with him. So once again I received an sms from him. My heart rejoiced to see his name. But this time he wants to make a decision. He had to make a decision, the right one. In the midst of all those sms going in and out of my handphone, I could feel the struggle within him. He really wants to do the right thing, but he can't overcome his desires. He needed someone to be right beside him. I was there, but not physically there. I gave him all the words I know. But in my heart, I really wonder if he had done the right thing at the end of the night. I wonder what I could have done with a driving license and a car. Sure, sometimes just a short message could free someone from their pain and struggle. But last night was not one of those sometimes... Jesus, you know what needs to be done. It's You who have placed this in my heart. Make it happen, Lord. Equip me to carrying out Your mission, to fulfill Your passion. Let all the prodigals run home. Amen.
4 comments:
5 loaves and 2 fishes: that's all we can offer to Him.
As long as people are in our hearts and not things: that's quite Godlike.
One more thing> As the song says: Prayer does the things my hands cannot do.
You seem to be a good friend. As you know, I think that is an important thing.
God bless you even more.
God is not sitting up in heaven land saying, "If Joash only had a car and a license, I could REALLY use him." You are here for such a time as this. Use what God's given you and trust him to fill in the gaps. PRAY PRAY PRAY. We often think of prayer as the "only" thing left to do. It is the ONLY reliably effective thing we CAN do. You and your friend are in my prayers.
'let all the prodigals run home'..
amen.. and we do run, don't we?
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