Don't Let Go!

Over the years I have had the privilege of meeting so many anointed people.  Not all of them were licensed ministers or working in a church.  Just everyday people who loved God and chose to serve Him.

Within the past few years,  I have noticed that many seem to have been discouraged by life, love or even... they may feel... by God.  It seems they have given up on their faith and turned away from what they once boldly taught,  sang about or at one time boldly lived. 

When I see this, It makes me pray.  Yes for them, but also for myself.  It makes me cherish even more the fact that I still believe God.  I still love Him and I still am willing to lay down my desires and my ways for His.  Is it easy?  Not at all!  This world is so easy to follow.  It's as easy as following the natural flow of a river.  What is hard, is going against the tide.  Pushing against the "natural" flow and going against the grain. 

But if the bible says that His yoke is easy, then why should it be hard? 

It's only hard when we are "unequally yoked".  When we are trying to live for God and hold hands with the world at the same time.  When we want to believe God and trust Him for our daily lives, but we are so beaten up by the world and scared to offend anyone because we ACTUALLY BELIEVE THE BIBLE!  That's what make it hard.  So what do we do?



While driving home from work one day, these were the thoughts that flooded my mind.  I had to do as David did and "encourage myself in the Lord".  How do we stay focused when it seems that there are so many blurry lines in the Body of Christ?   So many who once ran with convictions, now walking with the world's view?  Here is the encouragement I gave myself while driving home.

GOD SAVED ME! 

I remember December 1980 when I stopped running and ran into His arms.  I remember the relief and the joy..... I still remember!  When I think about it, tears cloud my eyes because I can still feel His presence like I did the first day.  I still feel the excitement of adventure in faith.  I wish I knew more about what God was doing with me, but each day is a new realization that He is in control. 

No matter how many people turn from the faith, none of them were there when God saved you.  Don't allow anyone to take that away from you just because they no longer choose to live for Him.   God has set before us death and life, He tells us to choose life.  Me and my house, we choose Him!

So be encouraged today, know that you are not alone, you were not saved by accident, your fight today is not by accident either.  God has a purpose and a plan for you.  The only way we see the end results that He has is that we stay in the game! Keep holding His hand! Don't let go cause He won't let you go....


 

 “Holding On To The Master’s Hand”

I love to walk with Jesus, I love to hold His hand,

I love to pray and talk to Him as we walk through the land.

I love to keep my hand in His, the safest place to be,

And He often lets me know He too, loves holding hands with me.

 

At times we stop and cry because of the abominations in the land,

We rejoice when truth wins out, as we walk and hold hands.

One day as we were walking, my eyes began to roam,

I got my eyes off Jesus and off my heavenly home.

 

I saw things that pleased the eyes and my hand began to slip.

Not considering the rough ground I walked on or how easily I could trip.

As my feet began to follow my eyes, my hand slipped completely free,

But following my eyes I couldn’t hear Jesus calling me.

 

I was out on my own, following my own way,

With no one to lead me through the land, I got stuck in mud and clay.

I wiggled and fought in the mess wanting so much to get free,

But the things I had gotten into held on tight, constantly pulling me.

 

I tried so hard and prayed so hard to get out of the clay,

Until I heard Jesus softly say, “I am still The Way”.

When I lifted up my eyes, I saw my Savior coming near.

My blinded eyes began to focus and I could see everything clear.

  

I saw my hand was not in His and I had gone my own path,

I saw the mess I gotten in would require a spiritual bath.

I saw the familiar nail scarred hand as He reached and pulled me out.

I hung my head, but Jesus said, “You don’t have the time to pout”

 

As He washed me and cleansed me, He renewed the right spirit within,

I felt the joy and purity as He took away my sins.

Once again we walk, talk and cry cause of the abominations in the land,

But this time I have a tighter hold, onto the Master’s hand.

 

And I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of My hand.

John 10:28