Several years ago I had a guy speak a word of prophecy to me. He didn’t know me nor I him. I don’t even remember his name. He described me as being like a maverick horse running around and around a pen of tame horses. A rebellious and adventurous heart yet desiring to belong to a loving and caring master.
Sadly, that does describe me all too often. Like I blogged in We Have a Runner!, I tend to wander too easily from the God I love.
I look at my life and it’s no wonder that I don’t experience more of His power and peace. I lean on my own understanding, I rely on my own wisdom. I am self-reliant. If I seek counsel at all it is from others before Him. The paradox is that I want to be a godly man without submitting to the God who I want to be like. The result is not pretty. I am prideful, arrogant, covetous, lustful and quarrelsome. I am sinful.
Last week I met a dear friend for coffee. He too bemoaned about some of this in his own life. He asked a powerful rhetorical question—“Have we found a better way?” He was referring to how we don’t spend time praying and seeking God, especially corporately much anymore. In the old days we called this a prayer meeting.
Churches have abandoned calling people together to pray. I can understand why. I attended several “pray meetings” when I was younger. Only a fraction of the church attended and to be honest, it was boring. I think we spent more time talking to each other than we did to the God of the universe.
Have we/I replaced seeking this God with events, concerts, and mere discussions about God?
We spend hours meeting, planning, talking among ourselves yet hardly talk to Him much less include Him. We really do act as if we have a better way to live the Christian life. We have all we need to live a righteous life—so we don’t need to bother him.
My spirit groans at the reality and disillusion of that statement.
Ours is not the first generation to struggle with this, but maybe we can be a generation that presses into His way. I hope I can be that kind of man.
Humility, prayer and seeking, turning from my wicked ways—He lays it out for me. Will I keep running around like a wild maverick or will I humbly submit?