If you follow me, you know that I’ve been off the cyber grid for a week or so. It wasn’t intentional, my time just seems to be extremely in demand by other folks. It’s not that I mind, it’s just extremely taxing on my spiritual self. It’s also usually followed by an attack on my health, which was yesterday and today. Nothing serious…. just an allergy mess!!! So this morning I’m trying to refocus myself on myself and my relationship with Almighty God. It’s a struggle.
I spoke a few hours ago to a young mother whose children have been pulled away by the world and the current approved lifestyles. Her heart was broken, she was frustrated for answers, I felt her agony, and agonized myself because we can’t fix the problems this world creates. They do not welcome what we absolutely know is the best thing in life. The peace of Jesus.
Last night I made myself a shirt with a self portrait being drawn by God’s hand. It stated “Unapologetic Child of God.” I am! Especially on days when I’m feeling less than healthy and I can be cranky if I want too… Don’t mess with me world. That’s where I’m at… how about you? Have you had enough of the world telling us we do not have the right to speak Jesus? I’ve been told that in many venues for many years. When I worked for the courts, I was told that I needed to keep quiet when broken people came into the office who had made poor decisions in life and needed to know that Jesus still loved them. When I worked for the school I was told not to tell children about Christ because there was a separation between church and state that didn’t allow it. When I spoke my mind in county office and it got me fired, because I called a Christian out who cussed like a sailor, I rejoiced when God got me out of that putrid environment. I really am an unapologetic child of God. I’m not going to say I’m invincible on the subject, but I do get riled up when people come against me. Maybe it’s just my mood today being that I’m not feeling well, but I just needed to tell the world to “back off.”
Acts 18:5-11 KJVS
 And when Silas and Timotheus were come from Macedonia, Paul was pressed in the spirit, and testified to the Jews that Jesus was Christ.  And when they opposed themselves, and blasphemed, he shook his raiment, and said unto them, Your blood be upon your own heads; I am clean: from henceforth I will go unto the Gentiles.
When the Jews refused to listen and take heed to the word of God that Apostle Paul shared with them; he who was a fellow Jew, he shook his responsibility for them off and went on down the road as the Apostle to the Gentiles.
When someone denies again and again the word of God and refuses to listen to a lovingly spoke testimony it’s hurtful. I have never been an “in your face” Christian who lords the gospel over people. I do my best to present gospel with my life first, and with my words second. I have been accused of being prejudiced against other churches because I’m vocal about false doctrine and churches that have become social clubs. I don’t expect that I’ll change on that. I’m not rude, but please don’t ask for my opinion about any specific denomination or congregation that I have personal experience with and know the truth. Because I’ll kindly give it to you. As time grows shorter towards Christ’s return for the church, I’m not guaranteed another opportunity to share that wisdom. I don’t want someone laid to my charge.
I want to make a difference.
When the young mother told me this morning that her family said that her children just needed “love and acceptance.” I in tender mercy said to her, “No they need love. Not acceptance. We do not have the right to accept what God has forbidden. Tell your family to take that up with God.” Praise God she accepted my words in the compassion for which they were spoken.
I imagine that to be the way Paul handled things. And I’m sure there were times that he questioned his tactic. Why else would the Lord come to him in a dream.
 And he departed thence, and entered into a certain man’s house, named Justus, one that worshipped God, whose house joined hard to the synagogue.  And Crispus, the chief ruler of the synagogue, believed on the Lord with all his house; and many of the Corinthians hearing believed, and were baptized.  Then spake the Lord to Paul in the night by a vision, Be not afraid, but speak, and hold not thy peace:  For I am with thee, and no man shall set on thee to hurt thee: for I have much people in this city.  And he continued there a year and six months, teaching the word of God among them.
If the Lord told Paul to “be not afraid” he had obviously had some fears arise when preaching and teaching the gospel. Even though “Many believed and were baptized,” Paul still had doubts. The amazing, yet fully human, apostle Paul. For a year and six months he continued in a place he wasn’t always appreciated.
I recently had an experience that caused me to question whether or not I should continue with one part of my ministry. I felt that I was under attack and making little difference. Because Satan wanted me to believe that. He wanted me to feel that I was rejected and defeated and nothing more to contribute int hat place. I was ripe for the pickin’. I told the Lord that day, maybe it’s time for me to step down. And then I heard “Who then will continue on?” In this particular place in the ministry there wasn’t anyone beating the door down to take my place. And so I stayed for another week, and it got better. Maybe I’m writing this today because that’s where you are. You don’t think you’re making a difference.
Self examination is always good, but makes sure it’s not self contamination. It’s much easier to tear something down than it is building something up. I don’t know what was going through Paul’s mind, but I know whats been going through mine lately, and it’s time I fight back against both the junk inside my head from allergies and the junk inside my head from this world.
We need to stay in the fight friends!