How awesome was that Sunday morning to see God so clearly at work in three of our Elders lives!?! And God is on the move not only at NMC at large, but in our Worship Ministries. You saw that Sunday when our fellow musician, John Grundy, shared of Christ’s work in His life over the last couple years. As you can imagine there is much more to it than a few minutes can convey.
I asked John a few weeks ago if he would be willing to share the following evidence of the Spirit’s transforming power in his life. It just so happened that it was convenient to share that this week. It gives you an even more personal look into what God is doing in our brother. Marvel with me at the Father’s handiwork in John.
I am notorious in my house for losing my keys. A few weeks ago Deb and I were going somewhere and I looked in the “key” basket for the car keys—they were not there. Deb carries a set in her purse, so we used her keys. I was not concerned because I almost always put keys in other specific places if I do not put them in the key basket.
I am the kind of person that when something is lost, it drives me crazy until I find it. When we got home, I began to look in those places for the keys. My pants pocket from the prior day—no. The top of my dresser—no. My coat pocket—no. And I went through the house, checking each of the places where I put my keys if I do not put them in the basket. The next day I looked at work—no keys. Again when I got home I practically ripped the house apart looking for them. As I was frantically searching, Deb mentioned that if I had put the keys where they belonged—in the basket—in the first place they would not be lost and I would not be all frantic looking for them.
The next night, when I came home from work, I was met by a somewhat subdued Deb. She had found the keys. And where did she find them? In her coat pocket. She had taken them out of the basket when she ran an errand and not put the keys back in the basket when she got home.
Two years ago, I would have been furious with her. I would have been so angry with her that I would not have talked to her for four or maybe five days. But I was not angry this time. Instead, I burst out laughing. I was laughing so hard my hands were on my knees to hold me on my feet. The Holy Spirit had created a new me so that I could laugh at this. I was certainly not the old John who would have been furious.
What a beautiful illustration of the Lord changing a life! Do you have a story of God at work in your life? I already know the answer to that question, but not the next. Would you be willing to share it? Guest columnists are invited to contribute. There are more stories than a weekly “tuning” can hold, but let’s try to tell them. Acknowledging Christ’s life changing power in our midst is so encouraging. Let’s make a habit of it.
Jesus, when we ask You to help us walk a step behind You, we are implying You are moving…and You are! Please keep it up. Change our lives so we may accurately reflect Your love to a watching, waiting world.
In Christ,
Pastor Timothy
