~ Sleeping Soul Callings ~
While I was driving to Walgreens yesterday I came upon a scene that was so very sad. There was a bike laying out close to the main rode…halfway on the sidewalk and halfway on the street. There was a man flopping and wondering around as if he were dancing. He was grabbing onto the telephone pole and his head was bopping from side to side. There were police staying at a safe distance watching him and at the same time protecting him. Of course, people…yup, people were watching. We are all so curious.
The scene intensified as the man let go of the pole and made his way stumbling about into the middle of the pharmacy parking lot. Right there…as the police watched…the man started twisting and turning. Hands waving and body going from side to side with such high intensity. He finally fell to the ground and started seizing. It was so sad and disturbing. It was surprising to me that the police never touched him…they just circled around him and kept a safe distance…allowing his body to do what it was going to do. At the same time keeping themselves and others safe. The paramedics took over after he fell to the ground...they pricked his finger and held his body as it jerked…then sadly he was out completely.
Yes, I was a spectator that watched this scene play out. I ended up not going into the store. I wanted to drive away. As I did drive on down the rode…I wondered what happened to this poor man. Speculating the details of what could have been happening to him. But, in reality…I'll never know. Could he have been a diabetic? Was he off his meds and having some type of reaction? Was he high on drugs? Was I actually witnessing a heart attach? Who knows!!
It hurt my heart and caused me to turn to prayer. God knows all about this precious soul that hit the ground. This man whose body was out of control and being watched by so many. His body did what it did with no awareness of the crowd that watched and speculated.
Having this run through my thoughts this morning I'm wondering how and why this type of scene brings up such a spiritual connection for me. I think of Jesus being crucified and the spectators that watched and then just walked away. I think of the stories in the Bible that tell of the sick and afflicted that Jesus healed. How for their entire lives they were watched and stared at. I think of my own growing up in Bolivia and the many lame, crippled, and diseased Bolivians that would lay or sit down day after day up against a building in town holding their hands out for food, money, and Healing!! Wow, to remember these scenes is amazing to me. I remember even back then seeing this was like seeing the Word of God come to life in such an authentic way.
Sitting and watching this yesterday made me realize within me lies a fire that burns for others. An intensity to stop sitting and watching. A desire to somehow be the hands and feet of Jesus. This doesn't mean that today I'm going to surrender to be a missionary or make some rash decision. I believe all this means is God places these scenes in front of us. He is perfect in His calling on our lives. He is instrumental in waking up dreams and passions that have been in a dormant state for many years. Christ is the greatest reminder to our Sleeping Soul Callings. He can move mountains and make the seas part. If He can do that…I have no doubt He can wake up the places inside of us that sleep.
My Sleeping Soul Callings have been touched in many ways over the last several months. I'm thankful for another moment in time…while watching a scene play out…a man in need…a body jerking and seizing…a scene of sadness and desperation…God pricked my heart…He tested my levels of intensity and He spoke in His gentle way….GET UP, BECKA, AND BE A MOUNTAIN MOVER FOR ME.
Thank you, Lord, for moments. Thank you for scenes that remind our hearts of your unfailing grace and love.
Let your heart be stirred, friend. Let it be pricked and moved. If we can all start moving mountains on God's behalf…wow…just think of the wonderful and powerful healing we will witness.
I don't want to just be a spectator…I want to be a MOUNTAIN MOVER. I desire to have these Sleeping Soul Callings awakened inside of me in order to make a difference for His Kingdom.
Will you join me?
~ Blessings and Love ~
The scene intensified as the man let go of the pole and made his way stumbling about into the middle of the pharmacy parking lot. Right there…as the police watched…the man started twisting and turning. Hands waving and body going from side to side with such high intensity. He finally fell to the ground and started seizing. It was so sad and disturbing. It was surprising to me that the police never touched him…they just circled around him and kept a safe distance…allowing his body to do what it was going to do. At the same time keeping themselves and others safe. The paramedics took over after he fell to the ground...they pricked his finger and held his body as it jerked…then sadly he was out completely.
Yes, I was a spectator that watched this scene play out. I ended up not going into the store. I wanted to drive away. As I did drive on down the rode…I wondered what happened to this poor man. Speculating the details of what could have been happening to him. But, in reality…I'll never know. Could he have been a diabetic? Was he off his meds and having some type of reaction? Was he high on drugs? Was I actually witnessing a heart attach? Who knows!!
It hurt my heart and caused me to turn to prayer. God knows all about this precious soul that hit the ground. This man whose body was out of control and being watched by so many. His body did what it did with no awareness of the crowd that watched and speculated.
Having this run through my thoughts this morning I'm wondering how and why this type of scene brings up such a spiritual connection for me. I think of Jesus being crucified and the spectators that watched and then just walked away. I think of the stories in the Bible that tell of the sick and afflicted that Jesus healed. How for their entire lives they were watched and stared at. I think of my own growing up in Bolivia and the many lame, crippled, and diseased Bolivians that would lay or sit down day after day up against a building in town holding their hands out for food, money, and Healing!! Wow, to remember these scenes is amazing to me. I remember even back then seeing this was like seeing the Word of God come to life in such an authentic way.
Sitting and watching this yesterday made me realize within me lies a fire that burns for others. An intensity to stop sitting and watching. A desire to somehow be the hands and feet of Jesus. This doesn't mean that today I'm going to surrender to be a missionary or make some rash decision. I believe all this means is God places these scenes in front of us. He is perfect in His calling on our lives. He is instrumental in waking up dreams and passions that have been in a dormant state for many years. Christ is the greatest reminder to our Sleeping Soul Callings. He can move mountains and make the seas part. If He can do that…I have no doubt He can wake up the places inside of us that sleep.
My Sleeping Soul Callings have been touched in many ways over the last several months. I'm thankful for another moment in time…while watching a scene play out…a man in need…a body jerking and seizing…a scene of sadness and desperation…God pricked my heart…He tested my levels of intensity and He spoke in His gentle way….GET UP, BECKA, AND BE A MOUNTAIN MOVER FOR ME.
Thank you, Lord, for moments. Thank you for scenes that remind our hearts of your unfailing grace and love.
Let your heart be stirred, friend. Let it be pricked and moved. If we can all start moving mountains on God's behalf…wow…just think of the wonderful and powerful healing we will witness.
I don't want to just be a spectator…I want to be a MOUNTAIN MOVER. I desire to have these Sleeping Soul Callings awakened inside of me in order to make a difference for His Kingdom.
Will you join me?
~ Blessings and Love ~
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