Obey the Lord and send me a brownie

"We are prepared to serve the Lord only by sacrifice. We are fit for the work of God only when we have wept over it, prayed about it, and then we are enabled by Him to tackle the job that needs to be done. May God give to us hearts that bleed, eyes that are wide open to see, minds that are clear to interpret God's purposes, wills that are obedient, and a determination that is utterly unflinching as we set about the tasks He would have us do."

Alan Redpath

I have struggled with something the Lord has asked me to do. Something I've done for a long time. Something I've even been asked to teach others to do. But when it doesn't have the end result I desire, I tend to not want to ever do it again.

At the same time I chafe against the attitude of this millenial generation that so often asks, "what's in it for me?" and if the answer is "nothing" they often don't listen any further. I hate that. I despise it. I rail against it. Yet now I realize it's exactly what I'm doing when God is asking me to do something once again that has absolutely not a whit of value for me at times, save the joy of knowing that I simply obeyed Him. Can that be enough? It has to be.

Lest I become exactly what I can't stand in others, I need to find joy in simply obeying God. There really is value in obedience to Christ alone.

I will do the hard thing Jesus has asked me to do again just because He asked.

I will invest even when it doesn't work out like I hoped it would.

I will give when I don't see the reward or value on earth.

I will do what He asks me to do.

I might, however, need counseling first...

or at least a brownie.

Thank you for your prayers and any donations of brownies you might want to send my way at:

Northside Assembly of God
16235 Lake Magdalene Blvd.
Tampa, FL 33613

Don't mark anything on your brownies and they will be acceptable as a tax deductible donation.


DaNella Auten said…
lol It doesn't taste as good, but I am sending you a cyber brownie... lol and I will pray for you.

Love ya,