My Prayer Today

"Thus also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead." James 2:17
"But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves." James 1:22

James will give it to you straight. It usually steps directly on my toes, anyway.

Lately, Boog and I have been pondering our "works" here on earth. When we come to the end, and stand before God, what will He have to say about our lives? Will He say, "Well, done good and faithful servant?" or " Look what you missed" or "Here's a time when I told you...." or "Thank you for listening to My prodding there"......or the worst (I think)
"Why didn't you (blank)?"

I specifically remember two instances in my life that have left their marks. One where I listened to God about an action. One where I didn't. The first, I was sitting in church a year ago, minding my own business. And He hit me. God told me to do something very specific for someone I barely knew. Immediately, I got up and did what I was told. I knew without a shadow of a doubt God placed that specific action on my heart, and I know He was blessed by it.

Then there was the other. Grace and I were sitting eating a dessert a few years ago...minding our own business. Two women sat next to us and glanced over and said, "hello". That was it. At that very moment, I had the most unexplainable pounding in my heart. I knew God was wanting me to strike up a conversation ..... talk to them about Him. It was a huge urge. Like no other I'd had before. It was a matter of eternity. But I was too weak. I was a coward and that will always remain with me. (I'm absolutely sure I'll hear about it again, one day.)

It's that fear....the fear of not listening to His command of being a "doer of the word"..... that is making me question why I'm not doing more. Giving more. Giving up more. Living less for myself and more for Him. Putting my heart and self out there purely for His glory and being fulfilled as a human and child of God. He made us vessels to be filled and poured out...so why am I not pouring out until I need to be filled again and again and again and again? I'm quite sure I'm not pouring that quick.

Dear Lord, please do not let neither my husband nor I rest until we can figure out just how we can pour out so quick, that our lives, energy, and human bodies cannot keep up!