When I sat down today to write my blog, I thought it would be about Christian homes and how they are altars to the Lord. I felt like the Lord had spoken that word to me as I read about Elijah in I Kings building his one lonesome altar to God in the midst of the four hundred built to Baal.
Elijah was feeling pretty put upon. He had done mighty things on God’s behalf and as a result he was pooped. He ran away, hid in a cave and fell into depression. God ministered to His servant, Elijah with rest and food. Then Elijah was ready to go again.
Revived, he got into a competition with the prophets of Baal, but when you are on God’s team your victory is secure even if the odds are against you. Elijah and our God humiliated the prophets of the false god Baal.
During my reading, I heard Him say, “Christian homes are an altar to Me.”
So today I planned to write something about the Christian home I grew up in and how it renewed and revived me so I could face the world and how that’s the kind of home my husband and I worked to establish.
I was going to explain what a blessing the Christian homes of our daughters are and how proud I am of them, and then suggest we pray that Christian homes will be protected and empowered as an offering to our mighty God.
I even Googled, “the purpose of an altar” and that’s when I realized altars are places of slaughter. You build and altar in order to make a sacrifice. If our homes are altars then where’s the sacrifice? Maybe our lives? Maybe our children? Maybe some of our aspirations?
I was feeling a little less adamant about my topic since obviously an altar was a place of great commitment, and that’s when I found the following:
HARD CORE COMMITMENT
This was from a note found on the desk of an African Martyr.
“I’m part of the fellowship of the unashamed. I have the Holy Spirit power.
The die has been cast. I have stepped over the line. The decision has been
made – I’m a disciple of His. I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back
away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, and my future is secure.
I’m finished and done with low living, sight walking, smooth
knees, colorless dreams, tamed visions, worldly talking, cheap giving and
I no longer need preeminence, prosperity, position, promotions, plaudits or
popularity. I don’t have to be right, first, tops, recognized, praised,
regarded, or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean on His presence, walk by
patience, am uplifted by prayer and I labor with power.
My face is set, my gait is fast, my goal is heaven, my road is narrow, my
way is rough, my companions are few, my Guide is reliable, my mission is
clear. I cannot be bought, compromised, detoured, lured away, turned back,
deluded, or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate
in the presence of the enemy, pander at the pool of popularity, or meander
in the maze of mediocrity.
I won’t give up, shut up, let up, until I have stayed up, stored up, prayed
up, paid up, and preached up for the cause of Christ. I am a disciple of Jesus.
I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till all know, and work
until He stops me. And, when He comes for His own, He will have no problem
recognizing me…my banner will be clear.
In her journal, Mother wrote, “A person’s willingness to know and practice God’s word will have a direct effect on how God uses his/her life.”
Lord, make me willing.
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