I wanted to write something to all the Jesus people out there. Something of and by our savior, Jesus. Isnt he wonderful? Its his touch that engulfs a heart in a flame that never burns out. Dont you remember when he touched you? Once touched by Him, youre never the same. His hand ever on us, because we belong to Him, we were in Him all along, and each of us had an appointed time to realize who He was and who we were, by that encounter with Him. Like Paul said: When it pleased God to reveal Christ in me. That encounter with Him, is everything. Just think about it… We encounter him, when we didnt know anything about Him, when we were in sin, when we didnt go to church, when we didnt even know anything about Him. Maybe you were high, drunk, strung out, all alone, cold, helpless, and hopeless. Maybe even years later, you struggle as I did with sin, but still he was there. When He shows up, His presence so strong, and He brings an understanding to you, He reveals something to you that makes you free. Isnt it true, those of us who have had an encounter with Him, have a testimony that overcomes the world? All the men of the bible Every one of them had an encounter with God. Its true in the Old Testament, and its true in the New Testament. It happened to Moses at the burning bush, it happened to Paul on the road to Damascus. And it happened to US. It happened to Ted Wise while high in his car, it happened to Lonnie while naked. (Im just using them because everyone knows them). What happened to us after that encounter? We went looking for people like us or we went looking for people to tell about this Jesus we had just encountered. The fellowship was always around a simple profession of Christ, and there was a simple evidence of LIFE streaming from the inside of that other Jesus person you had just met, there was a witness of the spirit, and you knew you had just met a brother. You didnt know what he believed, about anything, but you knew he believed in that ONE THING that mattered. And the evidence was perceived LIFE...IF that brother didnt have THAT, man it was witnessing time. It didnt matter if he was a guy on the street or a pastor... You either had Jesus and his life, or you didnt. If he didnt have that life, he wasnt a brother and there was NO WAY you could fellowship with him, so you knew you just had to tell him the good news. There was no separation about doctrine, or denomination, what you wore, who you hung with, what you ate, none of that... Just brothers and sisters with LIFE! A simple gospel and a simple fellowship. Maybe its time we got back to that.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Jul 2014 19:55:08 +0000
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