And He said to them, “Is it lawful on the Sabbath to do good or to do harm, to save a life or to kill?” But they kept silent. – Mark 3: 4
Do I have means?
As I look at my journaling Bible (thank you so much Displaying Grace) this morning, the following words pop out at me…
- a tumult of the soul
- what doctrine is this?
- the presence of Jesus
- the sum of Godliness
… and I can’t even not be moved.
I can’t even not be amazed by how He works in me to fulfill His purpose.
I can’t even.
So I ask myself, “What means do I have?”
I have means of…
- feeding the hungry
- clothing the naked
- instructing the ignorant
- sharing the gospel
… but do I? And, if not, why?
I don’t yet have the answer as to why, but yesterday, I reflected on what truly matters to me. I knew, without a doubt, my answer. People. People matter.
I don’t always measure up. I don’t always show people they matter. I make mistakes along the way. But, with God’s help, I get better. With Him, I get better at (1) recognizing the means I have, and (2) sharing them.
With Him, I also accept that I am capable of so much more. I can do so much more to show people they matter.
Before beginning this journey with Him, it would have bothered me that I was capable of so much more; that maybe I wasn’t living up to my potential. Thankfully, it no longer bothers me that I can do more. It no longer bothers me, because of Him.
Because of Him, I (1) express gratitude for the means I have now, (2) accept that more means will come, and (3) trust He will provide me the wisdom and courage necessary to share.
Because of Him, I can’t even not save.
Because of Him.
What means do you have?