It was April’s first experience of having a “Garage Sale”. We got up really early last Saturday morning. Got ready, grabbed some breakfast to go, and set out our signs. Then the hard work of turning our garage and driveway into a pop up market place that would rival any modern store. Except in our store we had many items we no longer had need of.
April was amazed at what people would buy here in America. She was astounded when one lady snatched up one new toilet seat, and one used toilet seat. “Really?” she asked, “What in the world is she going to do with them?” I replied, “April, I find it better not to ask.”
Shoppers were slow in arriving, so when the neighbor’s great grandson came over and bought a magnifying glass it became a highlight. But better yet was when he started trying to light a leaf on fire. I realized his technique was never going to grant him the desired effects he was hoping for. So, since there were no current customers I went over and sat down beside him and drew upon my past expertize. Before he knew it smoke was rising from the leaf. He was elated with amazement and excitement.
During our fun, I started thinking about how we can be “on fire” for God. Us being the magnifying glass, we have to get into the correct alignment with the Son in order to be effective. Otherwise, there is a lot of effort with little results for the Kingdom of God.
The issue now is the neighbor’s great grandson ringing our doorbell asking, “Can Mark come out to play?”
Do not slack in your faithfulness and hard work. Let your spirit be on fire, bubbling up and boiling over, as you serve the Lord. Rom. 12:11 (The Voice)
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Do you feel, like right now, you are in the fire? You were thrown in, because who, in their right mind, would jump in on their own? Maybe your finances are being consumed, your influence, the things you once counted on to define you, or sustain you, gone! Burnt up! You didn’t ask for this, but have been forced into it, and what scares you the most, is you don’t see your way out.
“It’s a 3 alarm fire!” I woke up yelling a week ago, Tuesday morning, at 3:33 AM. It freaked me out. I sensed no present danger, so I proceeded to do what one does when they wake up in the middle of the night, while I asked God, “Why did I yell that?” I got no impressions as to why, and thought perhaps it meant things were really bad with the Corona Virus and I should be praying more. I did, and then went back to bed.