Jason’s response to my whining was direct. We were talking about diet and exercise and all the excuses I put up when he levelled me with what I needed. Jason has lost more than I weigh. He’s walked the road and taken off the weight. Who am I to give him all the reasons I can’t do it?
Sheesh … I’m being a wus.
I’m a faith whimp too. I kinda walk the faith road. I mean, I’m a pastor aren’t I? I’m “giving it all up for Jesus” by being a pastor, aren’t I? No, I’m afraid not
I sense God calling me to live the gospel but I keep throwing out excuses. I’ve got money excuses, family excuses, health excuses and church excuses. I’m comfortable doing what I’m doing and it’s even good stuff. I mean, I spend my time talking to church kids challenging them to step out and trust God. Some of them even do it. But what about me? Do I do it?
Just today I got two emails from former students telling me how the Lord used me in their lives. One was from 1987 and one from 2002. Weird timing with what I’m wrestling with right now, that’s for sure!
What is God telling me? He might be saying, “Great job! You produced fruit and now these people are looking for someone with gifts like yours. Go feed them.”
Or is he saying, “Look at what you’re doing. It’s fruit that lasts. Keep at it.”
I don’t know. But I do know Jason is right. It’s time for me to “man up” and put the excuses away. I need to be about the gospel whether here in Portland, Maine or Podunk, Nebraska. It’s time to man up and follow Him with everything.
Live the gospel. Live the Good News of rescue, hope and salvation.
Whatever you want, Jesus, I’m open. My stuff, my money, my future, my family, my plans, my life are all yours. Use them however you want.
What about you? Let’s man-up and follow Him with reckless abandon.