I wish I could. I wish I could make people understand the glorious feeling of being in the Spirit, to feel that closeness to God in prayer, in worship. I wish I could explain what songs like Geoff Moore's Only a Fool do to me.
Therein squats the toad, huh?
I think, though, that I wish I could describe the ache more than anything. That feeling in the depths of the heart for the lost.
I get the feeling that if I could put the right words to it, maybe even those that are lost could understand why we, as followers of Christ, feel so compelled to share with them of His love and grace, of His gift to us - His very life that we might be forgiven and have a personal relationship with God.
But, I can't adequately do it. The closest I can come is heartbreak, and even that doesn't come close to the same feeling.
I truly believe this ache is a gift of God to us. A small portion of the way that He feels about his lost creation. I say "small" because I can become overwhelmed to tears with just the thought of one particular individual... I can't imagine feeling that way for all the lost of the world at once.
The ache is a precious thing, though we don't always treat it as such. We push it down, try not to think about it. We forget about the lost in our own self-centered worlds. We let the influences of the world overcome a desire to share the gospel; influences that tell us the time is inappropriate, or the message is offensive.
God, help us not to listen to the world in matters this important.
I thank God for the ache that reminds me that the precious gift of God that has saved my soul is still there for others.
I'll type at you later.
(A request - my favorite Transformer, Optimus Prime.)
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