Finding Your Opportunities
Over the past week, I have been privileged to sing at the Senior Center where my Grandpa eats lunch daily, sing at a family reunion, lead worship and preach in the church I grew up in, and last night I got to sing and share in my wife’s cousin’s church here in Kentucky.
I know it may not sound that exciting. I mean, I’m not selling out Madison Square Garden or filling stadiums with people, but I have the confidence that what’s inside me finds its way out and a little more of heaven touches the earth. I have purposed to use every opportunity He gives me to release His glory as best as I can.
Years ago my father-in-law was conducting a funeral. I don’t know how they got a hold of him, but since he was involved, he figured I needed to be there too so I was harassed scheduled to sing “I Can Only Imagine.”
The whole service was fairly incredible. God’s presence was tangible and real in that funeral home, and though I got to add to the atmosphere as I sang, it certainly wasn’t because I was somehow special. When it came time for others to “say a few words,” each one that came up seemed to be more electric than the last. They talked about this precious woman’s faith, resolve, and compassion. I know it was real (in other words, they weren’t just being nice) because the Spirit of God was there. These lives had been changed by this beautiful woman.
The presence of God became so overwhelming to me at one point—I heard Him say so clearly to my spirit, “Do you believe I can start a revival at a funeral?”
At that moment, I became a believer. The occasion, the place, the time, the situation—none of it matters when God wants to move. He can do anything He wants sovereignly, but He also looks for partners, those who will carry something to wherever they may be.
Those moments hit home to me once again that I don’t have a ministry: I have a life. My lifestyle can be one of love, compassion, caring, and giving or it can be consumed with self-interest, self-consciousness, and busyness.
God has to remind me at times, but I really do believe that every time I get to use my gift or even enter a room there is potential for great things to happen. Why not? I have been crucified with Christ and it is no longer I who live, but Jesus lives through me. Jesus certainly knew how to enter a room and change things!
How about you? Do you have that sense of purpose with your life? Do you see opportunities where others may see drudgery? If not, are you ready to live the adventure?