For a long time now my life has been into much busyness. I am a person with a strong Martha nature; always in works mode, always living on performance and details.
But Martha was distracted with much
serving, and she approached Him [Jesus] and said, "Lord, do You not care
that my sister has left me to serve alone? Therefore tell her to help
me." And Jesus answered and said to
her, "Martha, Martha, you are worried and troubled about many things. But
one thing is needed, and Mary has
chosen that good part, which will not be taken away from her." (Luke 10:40-42 NKJV)
Knowing this, I was so dramatically touched by the
Holy Spirit through the sermon preached that Sunday night (5/24/09). With it God
literally changed my life. How can I now be satisfied as a Martha when I want
to be a Mary and sit at the feet of Jesus!
The deliverer of the message was a young man, Jason Inman, who is over our Van
Ministry. If you were to classify him, you might say he is low man on the totem
pole of the church leadership, but thankfully, God is no respecter of persons
(Acts 10:34). My following notes don’t do him justice:
Jason’s message:
WHY
WE NEED GOD’S RAIN
To maintain our spiritual lives
To spring forth with the fruit of the Holy Spirit
Rain breaks forth life
To provoke spiritual growth
For abundance of peace, faith, favor
To soak in God’s presence
To be restored, refreshed, purified, cleansed . . .
We need to be SOAKED, SATURATED, and INVADED
with God’s presence;
to be MARKED and IDENTIFIED as His child.
These Showers of
Power bring results to impact those we meet because of God’s presence in our lives. Sometimes, unfortunately, we raise an
umbrella to God’s rain and say, “I don’t have time today, Lord; I’m too busy,
or I’m too tired, or I’m too whatever.
We raise our umbrellas of fear, pride, doubt, busyness, unforgiveness,
etc. We don’t let God’s rain wash over
us to cleanse and refresh us. We walk
around dry, dirty, in a desert place.
Jason concluded
with this challenge: Put your umbrellas
down and soak up God’s rain!
The Spirit broke me and revealed that I may have
thought I was doing ‘okay’ as a Martha but I had not chosen that good part that
God desired for me. The message Sunday night started a chain reaction of
prayer, coupled with tears and a tugging at my heart as I heard God’s ‘still, small voice’ begin to plant
something new in my spirit. Jason laid a good foundation Sunday night; God
built on it Monday morning in prayer time and again Tuesday morning when I
attended our weekly prayer meeting at church. I’ve shed a lot of tears
these last few days as I feel a calling to move out in a different
direction.
Thank you, Jason, for your obedience to preach the
Word . . .
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