During Sunday meeting I kept on thinking about Thursday prayer night at my church with some people. I was so happy to be there since I had only been there once before but I felt that everybody who cather for those prayer night really seek God and spend time on talking with our Father.
I felt a great need to be there with those people and just pray to God.
After Adu Saar spoke about self-repair and how we should look for Gods grace.. we all could share a prayer request and I thought I would share mine with everybody as well but I didn't. . my personal prayer for that evening was for my classmates I had known for 9years.. since we were 7 until the end of 9th grade. Few days before our prayer night I got an invitation to go to our class reunion and my heart started beating really fast and I had this excitement in me. I understood right then that this is something I have to go to. I really didn't feel happy about that feeling but how can I say no to God when He is calling me to do something. The deal is that there was no one in our class who believed in God. Now after many many years there is me and one boy. We both have accepted Christ into our lives.
After this change in me I think there is not a whole lot people who know who I am now.
I have always been ashamed of who I am or what I believe in. For some it is a sign of not really loving God and I agree. I haven't been very sure in God or trusted Him. But I do know.. I don't want to make up any excuses but me..who I am.. I am very shy and easily influenced in my life . And I am still trying not to be afraid of people and what they think about me.. it is really hard to let go of the past and to let go of that fear when the entire life you have been depending on the opinion of other people. I know it is possible to just let go of it but I can't seem to let go. Sounds easy... Let Go! But I haven't learned how to do that ..not yet..
So my prayer was that I would not be a chicken and be afraid to go to that reunion. I know I need to go there so that I would grow In God and what a blessing that would be in the lives of my classmates.
I have prayed for those people and for being useful to God. I don't want to give this oportunity away and I really wanted to pray for that night with the people at the church but I didnt say my prayer out loud.. instead I listened what everybody said and I felt better about myself because I had prayed for this situation by myself. Who else knows my heart more then God.
So hearing what has been going on with others I saw how much more in need they are. In my country a lot of people have lost their jobs or are very ill. When we prayed for them and what has been going on I cried out to Lord. I wanted to pray out loud and suddenly I wasn't so important anymore.. it was more important to pray for those who cant pray for themselves.. people who don't know our Saviour.. their own Father. I remembered a video I had seen from Uganda where a young man I believe had stolen a motorcycle and the people in that village decided to punich him to condemn him for what he had done. A lot of the young man raised their hand against him.. they started throwing bricks at him.. litteraly big red bricks and when he fell down they stared beating him up and beating him with a wooden board.. it was all on tape.. he was laying down .. he had nothing to protect himself with..
I just cried..I was shoked that people are thinking they can judge people like this. The guy got on his feet and started walking away I am sure he was weak and didn't have much strengt left. And other's kept on throwing bricks at him and no one went and helped him everybody who wasn't beating him were just standing there and watching.. so finally.. they started beating him more..he collapsed and there was one guy who punished him the most.. what he did ... he put him on fire!!!! On Fire!! That young man died in front of the village like that and all of the people who were involved talked in their language in front of the camera like they were hero's.
It was absolutely terrible.. now I do not understand the language they spoke but still... they killed that young men..didn't give him a second chance or anything.. just like that evil worked in them as they were brutal and had no mercy .
I prayed whenever I watched that vidoe that God would forgive those men and they would repent. I prayed that they would get to know JEsus!
So during our prayer night I cried out to God that he would forgive them that those people would hear the good news of Jesus who can save them from themselves and from this evil world.
This just broke me. The entire prayer time I cried out to my Lord. Asking for forgivness for me and for those who do not know Him.
It was so good to talk to my Father and just cry out my heart to Him.. like he would not know what is in my heart.. He does but He wants us to speak up to talk to him as well. I did ..that night I talked to him.. I called his name and I felt peace in my heart.. walking home from that prayer time felt really good. Like a big burden had fallen off my shoulders.
He is merciful and I will pray for that village..that Someone would bring good news about Jesus and our Lord to them!
Our God is Good and we don't deserve him. I know I don't but He still loves me and wants to be with me every single day!
How loving He is I will never understand.. Until the day I meet Him and get to go Home!!
I felt a great need to be there with those people and just pray to God.
After Adu Saar spoke about self-repair and how we should look for Gods grace.. we all could share a prayer request and I thought I would share mine with everybody as well but I didn't. . my personal prayer for that evening was for my classmates I had known for 9years.. since we were 7 until the end of 9th grade. Few days before our prayer night I got an invitation to go to our class reunion and my heart started beating really fast and I had this excitement in me. I understood right then that this is something I have to go to. I really didn't feel happy about that feeling but how can I say no to God when He is calling me to do something. The deal is that there was no one in our class who believed in God. Now after many many years there is me and one boy. We both have accepted Christ into our lives.
After this change in me I think there is not a whole lot people who know who I am now.
I have always been ashamed of who I am or what I believe in. For some it is a sign of not really loving God and I agree. I haven't been very sure in God or trusted Him. But I do know.. I don't want to make up any excuses but me..who I am.. I am very shy and easily influenced in my life . And I am still trying not to be afraid of people and what they think about me.. it is really hard to let go of the past and to let go of that fear when the entire life you have been depending on the opinion of other people. I know it is possible to just let go of it but I can't seem to let go. Sounds easy... Let Go! But I haven't learned how to do that ..not yet..
So my prayer was that I would not be a chicken and be afraid to go to that reunion. I know I need to go there so that I would grow In God and what a blessing that would be in the lives of my classmates.
I have prayed for those people and for being useful to God. I don't want to give this oportunity away and I really wanted to pray for that night with the people at the church but I didnt say my prayer out loud.. instead I listened what everybody said and I felt better about myself because I had prayed for this situation by myself. Who else knows my heart more then God.
So hearing what has been going on with others I saw how much more in need they are. In my country a lot of people have lost their jobs or are very ill. When we prayed for them and what has been going on I cried out to Lord. I wanted to pray out loud and suddenly I wasn't so important anymore.. it was more important to pray for those who cant pray for themselves.. people who don't know our Saviour.. their own Father. I remembered a video I had seen from Uganda where a young man I believe had stolen a motorcycle and the people in that village decided to punich him to condemn him for what he had done. A lot of the young man raised their hand against him.. they started throwing bricks at him.. litteraly big red bricks and when he fell down they stared beating him up and beating him with a wooden board.. it was all on tape.. he was laying down .. he had nothing to protect himself with..
I just cried..I was shoked that people are thinking they can judge people like this. The guy got on his feet and started walking away I am sure he was weak and didn't have much strengt left. And other's kept on throwing bricks at him and no one went and helped him everybody who wasn't beating him were just standing there and watching.. so finally.. they started beating him more..he collapsed and there was one guy who punished him the most.. what he did ... he put him on fire!!!! On Fire!! That young man died in front of the village like that and all of the people who were involved talked in their language in front of the camera like they were hero's.
It was absolutely terrible.. now I do not understand the language they spoke but still... they killed that young men..didn't give him a second chance or anything.. just like that evil worked in them as they were brutal and had no mercy .
I prayed whenever I watched that vidoe that God would forgive those men and they would repent. I prayed that they would get to know JEsus!
So during our prayer night I cried out to God that he would forgive them that those people would hear the good news of Jesus who can save them from themselves and from this evil world.
This just broke me. The entire prayer time I cried out to my Lord. Asking for forgivness for me and for those who do not know Him.
It was so good to talk to my Father and just cry out my heart to Him.. like he would not know what is in my heart.. He does but He wants us to speak up to talk to him as well. I did ..that night I talked to him.. I called his name and I felt peace in my heart.. walking home from that prayer time felt really good. Like a big burden had fallen off my shoulders.
He is merciful and I will pray for that village..that Someone would bring good news about Jesus and our Lord to them!
Our God is Good and we don't deserve him. I know I don't but He still loves me and wants to be with me every single day!
How loving He is I will never understand.. Until the day I meet Him and get to go Home!!
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