A Life that Needs God

The weekend before Indonesia entered our lives, a small tribe of gals in Blytheville joined in the IF:Gathering (February 9 & 10).  I was ready to learn, to hear, to be pushed, hugged, and directed. I knew I was getting ready for something (though honestly, I had no idea what!).  We would be digging into 2 Timothy that weekend. The very first session, I wrote down and circled this statement from Jennie Allen.

“Build a life that NEEDS God.”

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That sentence.  That is what I had grown out of.  I had stopped needing Him. I wasn’t expecting God to do much of anything.  I prayed, of course. But in the back of my heart, there was typically a Plan B or C if God didn’t stick to the plan.  Periodically I had noticed and even bemoaned the lack of needing Him stateside. Yet, here I was, smack dab in the middle of functioning on autopilot, and seeking Him as it occurred to me.

Michael and I knew a lukewarm Christian life was no life at all.  So, because you are lukewarm—neither hot nor cold—I am about to spit you out of my mouth. Revelation 3:16.  We had discussed in-depth how we wanted our family to live in expectation and reliance on God alone.  This IF:Gathering weekend gave me the phrase and push I needed to be ready for just a few days later when the word ‘INDONESIA’ would be spoken into our ears and hearts.  I yearned for a life that needed Him. One that would speak of His faithfulness, not our plans and pretty checklists. WOW. Be careful what you ask for…but then again, DON’T be afraid to pray to need Him.  While I am aware we don’t exactly know what we are getting into, we do know WHO is leading. There is nowhere else we would rather be.

 

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