The sent One sends one to wash in the waters called ‘sent.’
The one sent went his way blind but came His way seeing. From the waters the one sent returns to the sent One, seeing now who He is.
Now those who knew the one sent couldn’t believe their eyes. Is this the one who cannot see? It looks like him but cannot be. Until the one sent spoke, ‘I am he.’
Now we have the Pharisees who think they see but are actually blind and cannot see from where the sent One came.
But the one sent by the sent One who once was blind but now can see can easily tell that He was sent by God even if the Pharisee was blind to see that this truth was plain.
If when One is sent the Light is seen, then naturally, from God the sent One and the one sent must have came.
This Truth I was sent to see!
A chemist, lost and wondering in the sun baked desert, crazed with thirst, can mumble with thick tongue through cracked lips the chemical formula for water. The facts he knows well. But the facts won’t save him. He longs for the influence of water, the refreshment rushing through him like a river as water pours down his throat, washing the heat from his body and the madness from his brain. Only the influence of water will save him.
Likewise, knowing the facts of the Gospel will not save you. You must be influenced by its soul saving power and continue to be influenced.
Do not settle for knowing where the well is. Go to the well. Drink deep. Drink often.
Let them praise his name in the dance: let them sing praises unto him with the timbrel and harp. For the LORD taketh pleasure in his people… Psalm 149:3-4
If I never had another reason to praise, this should be enough. God takes pleasure in His people when they are dancing and singing to the praise of His name!
We struggle when we make praise and worship about us; when we seek our own pleasure or benefit rather than the pleasure of God. Praise must not be based on my feelings or circumstances. It is based only on His being worthy.
Don’t (just) praise Him because you feel good. Don’t (just) praise Him because you want to feel good. Don’t (just) praise for your pleasure. Praise Him for His pleasure.
He loves it when you sing and dance to the praise of His name!
How is your fruit (Gal 5:22-23)?
Fresh, dry, rotten? Increasing or decreasing?
If you have any fruit problems, start at the root. When you go to the root of fruit problems, you will always find that the issue is abiding in the vine (John 15).
Abide in Him and your fruit will INCREASE.
Prayer is the key to heaven and faith can unlock that door. Prayer revivals are important for the church. Something happens when we give ourselves to praying for the lost, for revival, for ourselves.
If you look to the past days of Pentecostal history, you will find prayer to be a key factor in the powerful events that took place during their days.
Their churches were steeped in prayer.
Their homes were baptized in prayer.
Their preaching was preceded by prayer.
Their altars were blanketed by prayer.
Their witnessing was prepared by prayer.
Everything they did was marked by prayer.
We have to careful that we do not buy into lesser substitutes for prayer. Prayer is a place of surrender and there are a lot of problems and difficulties in our lives that would be resolved if we were given to prayer.
2 Chronicles 7:14 KJV If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin,and will heal their land.
In Psalm 106 the psalmist lists all of the many failures of the children of Israel from Egypt to Cannan. Despite all that He was doing for them, they piled up sin, failure, and complaints against God. Many times God delivered them, but they always seemed to find a way to sin.
But then comes v44-45.
“Nevertheless he regarded their affliction, when he heard their cry: and he remembered for them his covenant, and repented according to the multitude of his mercies.“
I am glad to know that His mercy is never the less. It is always the more. Never less than my sin and failures. Always more.
There is much to learn from this short poem by an unknown author:
Boys flying kites haul in their white-winged birds.
You can’t do that when you are flying words.
Careful with fire is good advice, we know;
Careful with words is ten times doubly so.
Thoughts unexpressed sometimes fall back dead,
But God himself can’t kill them once they’re said.
Let us be careful with our words to…
We cannot haul in our words like kites. Rather, like releasing balloons they are immediately out of reach. We are left only to watch them drift away, never truly knowing where they fall.