Sunday, February 08, 2015

You have a vocation from God: No more excuses

"It is Jesus who stirs in you the desire to do something great with your lives, the will to follow an ideal, the refusal to allow yourselves to be ground down by mediocrity, the courage to commit yourselves humbly and patiently to improving yourselves and society, making the world more human and more fraternal.” - Pope John Paul II.

In an essay entitled One Solitary Life which was adapted from a sermon by Dr. James Allan Francis, we are reminded about certain aspects of Jesus' life:


Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty. Then for three years He was an itinerant preacher.

He never owned a home. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never had a family. He never went to college. He never put His foot inside a big city. He never traveled two hundred miles from the place He was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but Himself...

While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves. While He was dying His executioners gambled for the only piece of property He had on earth – His coat. When He was dead, He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.

Nineteen long centuries have come and gone, and today He is a centerpiece of the human race and leader of the column of progress.

I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that were ever built; all the parliaments that ever sat and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as has that one solitary life.

Omnia possum in eo qui me confortat. I can do all things in Him who strengthens me. (Phil 4:13).  These words are engraved on a bracelet which I wear.  Do we really believe this?  Or do we let others define who we are?

Issue the battle cry! Let's take back our cities!

Those who walk in the Spirit know no fear. What are we waiting for? The Lord Jesus waits. He grows tired of our excuses:


I’m not holy enough:
Is 6:1-9; Lk 5:1-11

I’m afraid I will fail:
Ex 14:10-31; Lk 15

I’ve made mistakes and I’m a sinner:
Jn 21:15-23; Mt 9:9-13; Lk 7:36-50

I’m too young:
1 Sam 3:1-18; Jer 1:4-10; Lk 1:26-38

I’m not talented enough:
1 Sam 17:32-51; Lk 1:26-38

I want to have a family:
Gn 12:1-3; Mt 12:46-50; Mk 10:28-30

I’m afraid of making a permanent commitment:
Ruth 1:15-17; Mt 28:16-20

I’m afraid of public speaking:
Ex 4:10-17; Jer 1:4-10

I’m not smart enough:
2 Cor 4:7-18; Ex 4:10-17

I’m afraid of being alone:
Ex 3:4-22; Lk 1:28-38

I want to be happy:
Ps 37:4; Mt 5:1-12; Jn 10:10; Mk 10:28-31

I can do all things in Him who strengthens me. There are no obstacles we can't overcome in His holy name.  Even while others attempt to label us and dismiss us as useless, as having no worth.  I knew a young man with developmental disabilities whose father told him he was "worthless."  He was told by his father that the best thing for him would be a bullet in the head. When he asked me one day if he was worthless, I reminded him of his many gifts: his sense of humor, his ability to love others, his ability to pray to God and a litany of other gifts.  And I assured him that he is not "worthless."

We live in a sad, broken world.  There are many people who are heavily burdened with sin who are hurting. And because they are hurting, they want to hurt others.  If you could read some of the comments which have been left at this Blog you would cringe.  Sad time.  Hurting time. And we pray for such people.

But we cannot let others define who we are.  We are children of God who have access to the Holy Spirit's Gifts just by asking for them.

The Son of God loves us.  What does that suggest about those who hate us?

2 comments:

  1. LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

    I’m walking through an endless tunnel
    it’s dark and I’m eager to see the Light
    I feel like flowing through a funnel
    and the finish line is not yet in sight

    I’m praying and putting my trust in You
    O Lord, asking for help to do Your Will
    You have always helped me through
    without ever presenting me the bill

    Forgive me for being impatient
    in the meantime I should know better
    though I’m getting a little ancient
    I still take everything to the letter

    Patience, patience, My daughter
    did I ever not fulfill My promise
    of all you are, I am the Author
    in knowing Me you’re not a novice
    Talking in complete surrender
    gives me courage, calms me down
    I never caused a fender bender
    but my forehead has a frown

    I love You, my Lord and my Savior
    my Spiritual Provider,  my Refuge
    forgive my occasional misbehavior
    don’t let me drown in a worldly deluge

    My little one, I want to see you happy
    believe Me, what I promised will be fulfilled
    put all your trust in your Heavenly Pappy
    believe Me, you will soon be very thrilled

    Semper Fidelis
    Rita Biesemans,  February 7  2015

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  2. I needed to read this post today - truelly I did. Jesus he was treated badly - and often - throughout his ministry (other people's views of jesus didn't change that he is christ, and still isn't changing that ----- didn't detrack from the many miracles he did, how he cared for people etc.) If we are following jesus of course we are going to go through the things he went through, it stands to reason. We shouldn't give up, or draw back, but press forward to the Philippians 3:14 "I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." (((((sometimes that press forward for me though is a crawl sounds like both you and me are crawling at the moment "la salette" not sure what your real name is if that is it or no????))) Hope your week get's better!

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