He really knows what He’s doing.
No one person has the complete picture of Him, but we all have access to Him in His fullness. If each of us looks to the other to listen and understand. If we seek to listen and not have to give the benefit of our opinion. If we listen and learn and respond in order then perhaps we can get a greater understanding of the unsearchable riches to be found in Him.
That means we cannot afford to be centred on one-person, one-pulpit, one-platform ministry because we’re missing out on the riches to be experienced through others. As well as that, as we learn to practice what we do with one another, simply to love one another, then we give each other permission to express.
Often there’s a limited approach as though expressing to God is to just lift up things and not think that God would respond in the community around us. If we were to take the time perhaps the source of our healing, our support, our needed word of wisdom, our essential rebuke, our necessary expression of generosity can be found in the brother and sister we’ve been standing and sitting next to all this time but never truly turned to face them and go beyond pleasantries.
There in the gathering, with the liberty that the Spirit gives, with an opportunity to express His heart – that can meet people right where they are. Not just the needs that people present, but the needs far beyond the surface.
It’s not just the job we needed, it’s the forgiveness we longed for. It’s not just the physical healing that we needed, it was the reconciliation to the loving family of the Father that was essential. It was not just the way made for the home, the paperwork and the children at school – it was the peace of mind, the love to kick out fear and the trust in the God is far greater than all that opposes that was critical.
He is that kind of God and He gives the grace for His glory as His love is expressed in multifaceted ways through His people.
There is grace to be found in the gathering as we express it for His glory.
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
