It’s not about me

For I am not ashamed of this Good News about Christ.  It is the power of God at work, saving everyone who believes – the Jew first and also the Gentile. ~ Romans 1:16 (NLT)

She was sitting at the table directly in front of me.  I could tell she was struggling.  She was gathering up her things to leave, tears welling up in her eyes.  I knew she was deeply impacted by my words.

I have learned not to become distracted by the reaction of people when I share my story.  I have become used to people abruptly leaving.  Sometimes the words they hear and the emotions they see are too difficult to handle.  It delves deeply into some hidden deep wound of their own.

I have been asked to come and share bimonthly with our military about the tragic events in my life with a hope it will touch their lives and encourage them to make better and different choices in the future.  Many respond with a hug, positive words of encouragement and how my story impacted them. Over and over I hear “you are a strong woman.”  “Your words have impacted me deeply and I am going to change how I have been living my life.”

We have all heard and know there has been a big push to remove God from our schools, government, military and other arenas.  I have always shared that I have a strong faith and how I have been on my knees in prayer during my difficulties, but I have always felt restricted in sharing the gospel of Jesus Christ and where I found my healing. Lately I have felt that I am only giving them half of my story.    On this day I felt a burning in my soul from the Holy Spirit to step out of my box.

I understand how sharing the difficulties I have faced and gone through can leave a lasting effect.  My heart has been stirring for the lost that have not heard the gospel.  What if they walked out the door and it was their last chance to hear it?  What if they went to the battlefield and lost their lives?  Was I the only chance they may have had to understand this great gift of salvation I have been given? What if they chose once again to get behind the wheel of a car while impaired and it was their last journey? 

My testimony is not mine; it is the Lord’s.  He bought it for me.  He trusted me with it.  He trusts me that I will walk it out for him.  It is not about me being a strong woman but about what God has done through me.

And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, and they did not love their lives to the death. ~ Revelations 12:11.

We are not told to hide this great gift.  The word tells us to not hide our light under the basket.  It is meant to be placed on a lamp stand.  That means our light should shine brightly for others to see. We are told to boldly and shamelessly proclaim what Jesus has done for us.  Why have we bought the lies and deception of Satan that we must keep what Jesus did for us inside the four walls of the church? Jesus said in Mark 8:38 If anyone is ashamed of me and my message in these adulterous and sinful days, the Son of Man will be ashamed of that person when he returns in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.

We should have the attitude of “I am going to Heaven and I want to take as many with me as I can.”  He also tells us the world hated him and will hate us even more.  It is inevitable we will face mocking, hatred and persecution.  We must hold our ground amid opposition, oppression and our pain.  Now is not the time to give in, there is much more at stake than we can ever imagine.

 Our military trains hard for times of war.  We are also in a war, a war for the souls of our loved ones, friends, neighbors and anyone that crosses our path. Many of us have been wounded on the battlefield.  Maybe we walked away because we were hurt somewhere along the way. Like Elijah maybe your feel like you are the only one fighting. We need to get back in the fight and win this battle. If God is for us, who can be against us? Ask yourself today, how much do you have to hate someone to not share this Truth in love with them? God sent his only Son to the cross, he died, was buried and rose on the third day so we will live out our eternity with him. 

I could sit here and reflect on the thousands of people I have influenced in sharing my story, but you see, it’s not about me.

It’s about shining the light on Jesus Christ.

And as for the lady that was leaving, it turned out she didn’t leave after all.  When I finished, she embraced me and with tears streaming down her face, said “God bless you!”

© copyright Beverly Shoemaker 2019

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s