I’ve tried to write this last one many times. Told myself over and over, “be patient, the words will come.” But the truth is, I’ve been running from it. In Ezekiel 3:17, God said:
”Son of man, I have made you a watchman for the house of Israel; whenever you hear a word from my mouth, you shall give them warning from me.”
He goes on to say that if He gives him a word and Ezekiel doesn’t proclaim it, the people’s sin, their death, will be on his head. That’s serious stuff – ‘Tell them, go ahead and warn them. If they keep it up, it’s on them. But if you never share the word, that’s on you.’ That’s where I’m at – the point of knowing I have a responsibility to share God’s word. Of course, the situation is different. Ezekiel spoke to the exile community and I’m speaking to the people in my days. But the message, really, is the same:
“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.” (Mark 12:30)
That should be an easy message to share, and, as a maturing believer, something I readily embrace. But there are times when I hide from this responsibility, not out of fear, but out of confusion, not knowing how to proclaim it, where to proclaim it and to whom to proclaim it. I end up making it too difficult, really, and convince myself that I’m not ‘that kind’ of evangelist. That’s the enemy working on me, of course. I’ve come to realize that God gives each of us a unique voice to testify to the wonders of His love. My story isn’t the same as yours; it’s not meant to be. Our stories blend together into a rich tapestry that glorifies Him. And it’s a beautiful thing. I’m learning to embrace my responsibility as a Christ-follower. I’m listening to Him, getting better at seeing Him, and feeling the peace that comes from His love. I still struggle. I think we all do. But I’m ever reminded, in the subtlest of ways, that He is on my side. Thank you, Lord.