“Jesus answered and said to him, “Before Philip called you, when you were under the fig tree, I saw you.”
I love Sunday mornings. Not only because of church, but because of the still and quiet atmosphere that lasts throughout the day.
This particular Sunday morning however, wasn’t still or quiet at all. Not because there was loud music playing, or fitful babies crying, but because I didn’t have inner peace.
Nothing is more disruptive to your mind and spirit than the lack of peace. I had a disturbing amount of dangerous thoughts jumbled around my head that were causing me to doubt my significance in this world. I had started to feel as if God had forgotten me.
This sense of unimportance remained with me even when I arrived at church and received hugs and words of greeting from the congregation. It clung to me even as I sung along to the worship music being played. And it just about choked me when it was time for the offering and the message.
At that point I realized that I couldn’t continue throughout the week like this. And I refused to sit through the remainder of the preaching with that type of negativity clouding my spirit. So, I did exactly what I should have done earlier that morning and asked the Lord to clear my mind and give me peace. I then volunteered myself to even read some of the scriptures out loud to stay focused on what was being taught.
But then came the end of the service, where the speaker that day decided to do the altar call differently, by having us pray for each other as we felt led. I felt like I wasn’t in the right head space to pray for anyone… and as the minutes passed by I figured out that no one was going to come and pray for me. I debated sitting down or leaving the sanctuary, but my feet were anchored to the floor. I took that as a sign that my body and soul knew what to do even though my mind was all over the place, and followed their lead. I immediately bowed my head and said ” God, please speak to me. Show me that I’m important to you and still have a purpose.”
I kid you not, at the precise moment I finished that plea, someone came and placed their hand on my back, then grabbed my hand and began to pray for me.
I felt happy tears gather in my eyes, and relief from tension in my back and shoulders. I knew in that moment that God sent that person to me. He knew I needed a physical representation of what I desperately needed from Him in the spiritual sense.
Before this post turns into a thesis paper, let me conclude with the following verse from John 1:48.
Nathanael said to Him, “How do You know me?”
Jesus answered and said to him, “Before Philip called you, when you were under the fig tree, I saw you.”
We may often find ourselves questioning God about something… but rest assured in your heart that before you are even aware that you have questions for Him, He’s already working on ways to comfort you with the answer. Every day, Not Just Sunday.
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