Farmer Kris

At one time I thought that I would be able to lead everyone I came in contact with into a deep and meaningful relationship with Christ. I soon realized that this was not the case. Over time I have learned that I drive some people crazy, that I make some people uncomfortable, that some people absolutely do not like anything about me, and that I just plain wear some people out.  I have learned that there are people that are not going to dig deep no matter what I say or do, no matter how many different ways I present the Gospel, no matter how I beg, plead, push, drag, or kick them in the direction of the cross…..simply because the soil of their heart is not ready.

Once I realized that I am not going to see every stage of growth in a person, I learned to enjoy the stage I am able to contribute to.

I finally understand that there are people God puts in my life so that I can till the soil of their heart- scraping through the hard surface created by years of weathering to the soft soil underneath.

There are people God puts in my life whose soil is tilled up (sadly, sometimes busted all to pieces) and I am allowed to prepare the soil for planting by creating a fertile environment for God’s love to grow- introducing them to the God who loves loves loves them.

Sometimes God allows me to plant seeds, sweet little nuggets of His truth and goodness.

Sometimes God sends me people who need watering-a good soul splashing of the enormity of this God that we serve.

Sometimes I get to be sunshine- giving warmth and light.

Sometimes I get to be Round-Up and help a person recognize and get rid of the sin-weeds that are holding them hostage.

And sometimes I get to harvest…to reap the tender blessing of what others have sown, watered, and nurtured….and celebrate with all of heaven as someone accepts Christ as Savior.

It's easy to get caught up in numbers..."How many people have you lead to Christ?"....but the truth is...we won't know this side of heaven how many lives we have impacted for the Kingdom. So, when I feel like a failure because someone "under my watch" did not accept Christ as Savior, I remind myself that maybe my part in that person's story was not to harvest, but to fertilize, plant, or water.

Hugs
K

Late night prayer

My earnest, deepest, never ceasing, most urgent prayer is for the people in my life to know Christ intimately, to continue to grow spiritually until they finally get to go meet Jesus face to face, and to worship the One who created them, saved them, and sustains them every day between the day they first call Him Lord and the day they worship Him in Heaven. I want the people in my life to live each day filled to overflowing with the love of Christ so that the people they come in contact with are drenched in the Love of Christ.

Hugs,
K

Worthy is the Lamb

In Sunday School, we have been studying the life of Christ.
LAst week, we looked at Jesus in the Garden.
Today, Jesus before Pilot and the Roman Guards.
My mind, and our conversation, went to The Passion, about how that movie gave us a visual that is now seared in our minds' eyes.
I went to worship with these thoughts in my heart. Jesus paid an unimaginable price for MY salvation. I  thought about sitting in the theater and sobbing "I am so sorry, I am so sorry, I am sorry" as Jesus was beaten by the Roman Guards. I was crushed, devastated at the sight of the most horrid beating I had ever seen.....my Savior, My Lord, The Lover of My Soul...beaten, battered....the image is forever burned in my mind and the emotion I felt that moment forever burned in my soul.
The service started with the choir singing "Hungry". Great. Fabulous. I was truly Hungry for God's presence.
The choir left the choir loft, and the band lead us in Let My Words be Few:

With my heart already turned to the cross, it was impossible not to worship.
When we sang Worthy is the Lamb,I was overcome with emotion....
Found this video for it and it is very similar to the images in my head when we sang this morning. (beware, the scenes from Passion are graphic)