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Servant or Slave

I am wanting to deepen my time with and result from... being with the Lord. I was reading and listening to sermons all morning this morning, rather than being at Church. I needed and wanted time alone with God. And really doing it.

Jesus washed feet. He shows us servanthood. He showed humility. He showed how clear it was He came to serve and not be served. In the upper room, He washed their feet. Imagine how that was for them.

Back in those days, servants would wash feet because of the sandals, the dust and state of the roads. It feels less relevant today - right? The lowest servant in the home at the time was to wash the family's feet, and guests' feet when they came.

But- the last will be first.

What does this mean?

When Jesus said in Matthew 5:41:

41 And whoever compels you to go one mile, go with him two.

Jesus was showing the distinction between servant and slave. In Rome, if a Jew were told to walk a mile - he had to stop, drop and leave everything else to go do that. Jesus was teaching freedom: go two miles and be free. One is compelled. Two is a gift given freely.

THIS BLOWS MY MIND and changes things in my perception. How I am growing, how I am wanting to.... be of service. Show me Lord. It feels so good. It changes everything. And when people so hate Christians it blows my mind because...we are COMPELLED to be servants. To pray. To give the shirt off our back. If you don't love the Word and Commands of God - it is only because you have not read the Word, Know the Word. Don't mix up Church and Religion with... Christians. Followers of Jesus.

Yesterday I was suddenly invited, as Press, to go to a Donald Trump rally. Never could I have scripted my life as God has seen it.

I had a "vision"- not a norm for me - where I was seeing clearly, over and over, praying over this man who three years ago I could not stand. I accepted it, and still accept it - as a vision.
When I went, I received all the special seating, admission, perks... given the press. Indeed I was sitting between Reuters and AP. I was in front of Fox.

God is so funny.

While I asked all my friends to pray for my day, to allow me to fulfill this vision with the power of the Holy Spirit should it come true. AND, let me hold the vision lightly in my hands. No disappointment either way.

I smiled with people and did lots of interviews. I enjoyed myself - yet what my mission became was only God. Only Jesus. Only Holy Spirit.
Gaining early entry with press credentials - I prayed over every chair on the floor of the stadium.
It was noticed.

I interviewed a veteran on her position about current military policies and Trump's. Predictably, as she was at a Trump rally, she was wanting him back in the White House. She shared only headlines of her story and financial abuse at the hands of the current presidency. And then shared a story about a friend she lost in the dreadful, shameful retreat from the Afghanistan airport.

I asked to pray over her and she was shocked and said yes. I put my hand on her, closed my eyes, raised my other hand and the Holy Spirit moved through me and took over,  as I have learned more and more how to step aside.
When I opened my eyes, there was a crowd around this woman praying, in agreement, and the Veteran was weeping. And then I walked away.
It was noticed.

Although only several feet away from him, I did not meet Donald Trump in person, yesterday.
I did meet his Pastor, Mark Burns.

Praying is Noticed. Prayer is Needed.
Prayer Warriors are Servants.
SERVANTS ARE WILLING.

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