I went for a walk this evening try and clear my head and blow off some steam. I do this from time to time when I know my flesh is trying to get the best of me. Ministry is amazing, but sometimes my mind and flesh get the best of me, so I try to counteract and repent as often as possible. While I was walking I was listening to the Bible, specifically, the Gospel of Luke. I’ve been attempting to preach through this book of the Bible (horrifically so) this year, so I try to read it to listen to Luke at least 5 times a week. As I’m walking and listening and venting to the LORD I become incredibly convicted. I’m missing the mark.
I can’t speak for anyone else. But I am. I’m walking through a beautiful neighborhood that I don’t deserve to live in, my kids and wife do for sure, but not I. I’m walking complaining to the LORD about petty western luxurious church world “problems” and my heart is completely exposed. I hear the words of the Gospel of Luke being read aloud to me and the RED LETTERS of Jesus are piercing my soul.
I worry and get bothered by absolutely insane things. I measure myself by standards that are impossible meet and aren’t even Kingdom centered. I’m ranting..
Regardless, if anyone else feels like they are missing the mark, I’m writing to encourage you with an empathetic heart. I’m missing it to. But I’m repenting forward. Jesus Word’s are life, as He is life Himself. The RED LETTERS were loud tonight, and I pray they become loud to you too. I pray this because the Bride of Christ has lost her passion and thirst for her Husband, and she is lost missing the mark. The more of us that admit this and repent forward, this more bright this world will become.
Nate Staton 