The apostle Paul teaches us that it IS possible to know and
participate in, and even test The Will of God, if we are so inclined. And it is never based upon our abilities, but
upon the tenuous simplicity of laying down our lives (our will) for His. In doing so something happens. Our minds melt. Our thinking begins to change; because we are
deliberately putting aside our carnal thoughts and desires that are always
predicated upon self-preservation and pleasure.
And as we take a stand by the renewal of our minds (our thinking), the
fog begins to lift. Confusion disperses
like diluting a toxic solution with a pure reagent (the solution to pollution is
dilution).
As I do as He did, offer my will and my body as an
instrument of service to Father God, I discover the ease and joy of
obedience. But only when I finally get
to the place of desperation, even holy restlessness, and am willing to tap-out
or throw in the towel do I find His perfect Yoke.
I cannot say the lead up to that glorious drop on the other
side is easy, because for me it wasn’t.
The climb and the ratcheting up to the place of release can be nerve
wracking and frankly scary. But oh the
vistas of hope seen at the pinnacle of that upward trek, and the breezes of
pure Spirit wind – they are matchless.
They become divine refreshment to slake the driest soul – mine.
I really want to test God (argue with me later about that
thought). And there are few places in
scripture that give me that invitation.
In Malachi I’m called to test Him by the faith and obedience to bringing
my tithe into the storehouse to supply the work of God. And also in Romans 12:1-2, I’m invited to
test God in the veracity of His will – His good, pleasing and perfect will. I’m taking that offer.
The Will of God need not be a mystery – to the one willing
to die to self and live for Him.
As the monitor of life beeps slower and slower and the
respirations get shallower and shallower, our flesh grasps the sheets and
twitches its toes not wanting to depart.
That can be a very disturbing moment at best and at worst produce a panic
matched nowhere. But the moment I
release, the moment I concede to my own death on the altar of Grace – lightning
strikes in the spirit realm and I cross to the other side and find something
that is so good, pleasing and perfect in nature I never want to go back.
Thank you Father God for working through a mystery and
constantly finding ways to bring us to points of discovery through the death of
self – only to find true Life in The Will of God.
Selah
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