Previously I wrote about “Year of Wild Adventures”. Several of you commented favorably on my theme for 2019.
You may be forgiven to think my calendar is now filled with preaching engagements potentially resulting in numerous conversions, and accompanied by awesome signs and wonders.
The past six weeks have been relatively quiet; it was a fallow period.
No public engagements. No adrenaline flow as I prepare and deliver “anointed” sermons.
Fallow is an agricultural adjective. It describes soil being turned over and resting so that the seeds planted will be in fertile soil.
This Brief Fallow Season Has Been An Eye-Opener.
“Waiting on the Lord” takes a new meaning.
It meant enjoying more of His presence and company.
This meant wanting more of Him rather than wanting Him for more blessings. Interactive prayers followed. When I asked Him how I can best pray for Pastor A. and his church, “disconnected” flashed across my mind. So, I prayed that he will align himself to God’s will and for healthy connections amongst members of his flock.
One day, quite out of the blue, I felt a deep stirring to contact C. a former worship leader.
I’ve heard a relative of his telling me how C. was going through a rough patch spiritually. I phoned him at his office. He was overjoyed to hear from me, and I suggested that we meet for coffee in nearby Soho.
“No, I want you to come to my home for dinner so that we can have a long chat.”
A few days later I made my way to his home. For three hours, I sat listening to him as he poured out his heart, revealing his struggles to abandon his faith.
For a start, he had stopped going to church.
God’s demands and expectations of him sucked out every ounce of joy and energy.
He spoke of how evangelical leaders he admired for years, gave advice that crippled him and portrayed the God he trusted, as a legalistic deity with his priests dispensing spurious counsel and setting unrealistic goals.
Listening without judgment and asking questions simply to clarify his new convictions enabled him to understand the living Lord is a far cry from the “God” he thought he was worshipping.
When he asked how does he know that the Lord still cares for him, I whispered with a cheeky wink, “He sent me to share your journey, He longs for you to know that he is there amidst the darkness and shadows.”
I could not have been with him, had my diary was filled with public engagements.
And I believe the Lord was teaching me the importance of listening, learning and loving if I were to gently lead others closer to Him.
Later when I returned home, I sent him a couple of quotes from Barbara Taylor, a noted pastor-theologian who has helped countless Christians to know the Lord walks with us in our darkness as well as in the light.
During this fallow period, I was watching more football matches on TV and tonight (27 February) my grandson’s taking me to watch a live football game featuring his beloved Arsenal.
When I felt a tinge of guilt overpowering me (shouldn’t I spend more time praying, visiting needy folks, studying etc?.)
I heard the Lord saying, “You’ve always dreamed for more time to view sporting events. Sit back, relax and enjoy.”
You may not believe it.
Soon after writing the above, a flurry of invitations flooded in. My fallow and rest period is coming to an end.