Today, I will be doing a graveside service for someone who has come to faith in Christ. How glorious is that? In the midst of death, I celebrate life. Sadness and joy come together at the graveside of a believer.
In my last blog I talked about death. Today I want to talk about life. Life has returned to our fellowship at RVWC. Praise the Lord. The people of God went to prayer and asked for His blessing to fall on us and for healing to take place, fresh winds of the Spirit to blow into our death. He came. Hallelujah. Life and joy have returned. I thank God for those who prayed us through. Keep praying. Don't become careless.
Life is intoxicating. Love is liberating. I am sitting at a restaurant alone, with a big grin on my face. I have spent some time this morning with a brother who is figuring out that he is not a piece of crap. Then there was a phone call from another brother who just wanted to say that he appreciates his pastor. And there was an email from a friend who has decided to let Jesus cover her past, heal her heart, and pour His love into her heart. Plus she wants to join the journey with those who have discovered God's incredible love and grace. I say Hallelujah for life.
Death cannot hold the people of God. It cannot contain outrageous love and grace. Death must yield and admit its inferiority in sight of God's abounding love and grace. Thank you Lord for life. Life in the Spirit. Life in the community of faith. Life in the midst of death.
Death move over and shut up. LIFE has come. Thank you Lord.
Worthy is the Lamb who was slain. Glory and honor and riches and strength belong to Him. And He invites us into the journey of the risen and conquering Christ. Hallelujah. Who would not want to walk this road with Him and others like Him.
Come on in. LIVE. Really LIVE.
