Tuesday, June 5, 2012

I'm a preacher.

I was standing in the glow of purple and yellow neon and leaning against a stop light.  The sounds of music, people, cars and horse drawn carriages all muddled past me.  I was standing in a place I'd stood hundreds of times but this time I felt like a foreigner.  I looked around and wondered if anyone noticed me then looked down at my feet hoping they didn't.  The sounds of my anxiety escaped my lips in the form of laughter.

Trying to be noticed is exhausting work; a trick I play on myself that makes me feel important.  But getting Him, the Christ, getting Him noticed is a disturbing and frightening assignment of which I didn't think I was worthy.  

Acts 19:18-20
At first I thought that standing there on the sidewalk passing out gospel tracks was an assignment for me to shed more scales.  Just the next step in making nothing off limits to Him.  But actually, it was an assignment to show others how to shed their own scales.  

These scales of mine; they dry and I scratch at them.  They flake off and I watch them float through the air and fall on the floor and I shuffle threw them as I walk through my day.  Sometimes I kick them up in a big cloud and watch them fall back to the ground feeling relief from the weight of them.
But, It's not about MY scales.

 Then he said to his disciples, "The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field."  (Matthew 9:27)

If I preach about The One who cleanses me, He becomes more powerful and more people will hear about the Shedder of scales.  Then their scales will fall to the ground and we can all dance in the dust of the enemy. 

God created the universe with a Word.  Jesus is the Word.  The only tangible thing that He left behind of Himself is a giant book of Words.  Faith comes by hearing...obviously, words are really important to my Father.  I have to talk about Him.  I have to open my mouth and speak.  

I am not a walking Bible.  I am a walking worker.  I am a preacher. 
"How, then, can they call on the one the have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom the have not heard? How can they hear without someone preaching to them?" Romans 10:14

The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.  (John 1:14)


  1. Crissy, thank you for your encouraging comment on my blog. I, too, am so blessed and challenged by yours and I look forward to reading more!

  2. coming over from MOB society - can't find the right post - but this one is good! :) God bless!