Today I skyped with Miss Genevieve Olivia for a few hours. She shared with me the things the Lord has been teaching her in her first few weeks of marriage and I shared with her the things He has been showing me over the past year of living with different people and how I truly believe He will use it in the future when I do get married. Then, I shared with her how in November, when I was watching my friend, Joanna, coming down the stairs in her dress on the day of her wedding, I thought to myself, “I can’t wait to get married,” and heard Jesus say, unmistakably, “Neither can I.” That revelation floored me. I think I’ve been waiting forever for the person I’m going to marry and I’m 19…Jesus has been waiting for His bride for 2,000 years. 2,000 years He has been faithful. 2,000 years He has been patient and waited on the Father’s plan. 2,000 years and He has not known when (He says that not even the Son or the angels know the hour or the day, only the Father). 2,000 years. He has watched as the Father prepares His bride for Him. He has watched her struggle, watched us wrestle with God and combat our flesh and die to ourselves for Him. And He has been so excited.
It’s beautiful right now because I know SO many people who are either engaged or just got married. Off the top of my head, including Genevieve and Josue, I can think of 10 couples who are recently or soon to be married, and the idea occurred to me a few months ago that it is actually something prophetic that God is doing. What better way to prepare us for our eternal marriage to the Lamb than to have us experience it here on earth? What better way to teach us how to love and be loved than to truly love and be loved? The wedding is coming. The day of gladness is on His heart, eternity is written on ours. Another thing that really struck me was the reality that when God chooses to reveal His love to us, He chooses a person to do it. When Jesus came, He came as a man, as a full picture of the Father. When we witness to people, we are to do it as a picture of the Father. God came as a man. And then He died and sent His Spirit into men so He could continue representing His love to men through men. That’s beautiful. When we love someone, we are fulfilling the purpose of God that was first demonstrated in Jesus Christ.
Marriage is beautiful. If you can’t wait to get married, if you find yourself thinking, “WHEN is this going to happen?”, talk to Jesus. He knows how you feel.
Today, know that greater is He that is in you than he that is in the world. If God is for you, who can be against you? The forces of darkness may have held you back in the past, but it’s time to rise up in faith in Jesus Christ and keep moving forward! That addiction is not going to defeat you; I declare it’s coming to an end. That struggle, that stronghold; don’t accept it as the norm. You just keep pressing into God, keep praising Him and thanking Him for the victory. Keep studying and obeying the Word. It won’t be long before the chains fall off so you can run in freedom and victory the way God has planned!
I’ve just been thinking quite deeply about the word “lord” lately. In the Harry Potter series He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named is called by his followers as the Dark Lord. They treat him with the utmost respect and honour; they wimper at his feet and dearly call him “My Lord”.
In the same way, us Christians are found talking about the Lord Jesus, Lord, Lord, Lord. But is the respect, and honour, and reverence of that name actually there? Or are we numb to it all; are our mouths so accustomed to saying this word “lord” that it has lost its meaning? A dictionary defines the word as “a person who has authority, control, or power over others; a master, chief, or ruler.”
The next time we catch ourselves praying “Lord, I want this and I don’t like what you’re doing with that”, let’s wake up and understand that this in itself is a contradiction. You don’t tell your master what to do; and you certainly don’t call someone your master if you’re not prepared to follow him and give him authority, control, power.
And just another thought.
God spoke in a still, small voice to Elijah (1 Kings 19 if you’re confused). The fire, the wind, the loudness and racket passed by and God came in a whisper. All this shows is that we shouldn’t just be expecting Him in grand, elaborate moments. It doesn’t mean that He will only speak in the quiet. Who knows, it may be through fire or the loud wind for you. To me this shows that there’s all the more reason to be alert all the time.
The man takes a pencil on his hand and twirls it on his lithe fingers. He is a man at mid-age, and as he eyes the four corners of his office downtown with a sad smile, Matthew realized how much he loathed his job. Not that he can do anything about it. He is a man despised by many. People in their ragged clothes stare at him in disgust. Many vandalize the walls of his workplace each night, tossing rocks at the windows, breaking in and messing with the filing cabinets. He is a man quite tired of the cat and mouse chase. One of these days, if he kept at it, one of the riffraff on the streets will mug him down in broad daylight. There was no privacy, no security. Become a tax collector and be hated by society. Though he responds unknowingly with a shrug, pretending not to care, Matthew does. There is a small part of him that desired to change. Why, he has grown weary and worn of it all. He is tired of collecting so much money by charging people double. He is tired of being eyed at with disgust. He is tired of being judged, tired of running away.
And then, he comes right in. He parts the curtain and pokes his head inside the tax collector’s office, his eyes playful as if searching for something. Ah, what is this man’s name again? Matthew does not recognize him at first. The man is a carpenter from Nazareth, adored by many because of the miracles he performs and of course, his uncanny habit to hang around sinners and eat on the same table with fools. Ah, Jesus. Yes, that is the name. Matthew pushes himself from the chair and props his elbows on the table very casually. He puts up his cool but the excitement of meeting the man is evident in his eyes. The man greets him with a smile when he notices Matthew leaning in a little closely.
“Hello,” Jesus prompts in a sing-a-song voice. “Come follow me.”
At once, without a second thought, Matthew drops his pencil on the table, leaves his office and all that is in it and follows Jesus.