Read Mark 9:14-29
I don’t remember how to play anymore but a few years back someone taught me the game, Settlers of Catan. My response to the ridiculous game rules? Let’s just play; I’ll figure it out. I’m a doer. I like action; a little less talk and a lot more action.
Fast forward to me in downtown Athens; another night of street evangelism. I was ready to start; then our leader drew us into a time of prayer. Prayer can be hard for my flesh; it feels like a little less action and a lot more talk. I’m weary of seeing the Church talk instead of act; ‘love on people’ and yet never share the Gospel.
That night 2 ladies walked with me, praying continually for discernment, wisdom, boldness, and openness. Take a wild guess how that night turned out. My shock at our evening had me crying out the same words as the father in Mark 9, “I believe; help my unbelief!’ In the flesh, I am that father; wanting to believe mountains can move but struggling to muster the faith. In the flesh, I am the disciples in Mark 9, attempting with fervor to accomplish Kingdom work, baffled with the results.
Scripture paints a magnificent picture of our Father. To think that spending excessive amounts of time crying out, ‘Abba, Father!’ sounds like talk instead of action is as ridiculous as the directions for Settlers of Catan.
Let’s ‘love on people’, our family, friends, co-workers, and classmates in a real way. A way that talks about things with eternal value and doesn’t neglect discussing the wages of sin and the free gift of God. But let’s not forget to be men and women of action, willing to DO something; willing to PRAY.
By Rebecca Stinson