There I stood, empty handed in this 3 room
cave haunted by those who lived outside of the law. When everyman’s hand was
against them, it was a place such as this they would retreat. It was said that
Jesse James himself used this cave. It is now fronted by a Subway Sandwiches and
an adult novelty store, its entrance barricaded against the curious lest they
hurt themselves and the city be found liable.
I will never forget the embarrassment and humiliation of
meeting with my cub scout group at Robber’s Cave in SW Lincoln, only to find
out, it was a birthday party to which I was invited, but somebody neglected to
tell me the occasion.
As the horror
of my ignorance throttled this bashful introvert of 11 years, I skulked to the
shadows of one of the empty rooms to shamefully witness the happy birthday party
of the den leader’s son. Alas, I brought nothing to the party to honor the
birthday boy. Of such are the memories and regrets of life.
That gets me
to surmising: What if I get to the Judgment seat
of Christ and find out:
1. It truly is a judgment and not just for
rewards?
2. That all I have been doing, giving, sacrificing was all
just for me and not for Him?
3. That I wasted my life, and really my eternity, by
spending it on the wrong things?
4. That I was too fearful of man and not nearly fearful
enough of God?
5. That I hardly ever won anybody to the Lord, even all
those that I led to pray a prayer?
6. That I really never brought anybody along to maturity in
Christ. I left babes lying nurtureless in their cribs?
7. That I did most of my life’s work in my own power,
rather than the Spirit’s power?
8. That my pride on earth has cost me dearly in
heaven?
9. That I followed the teachings and traditions of my
colleagues, mentors and peers rather than the Bible?
10. That I have very little to show for all that He did for
me?
11. That I could and should have spent much more time on my
relationship with Him, especially in matters of prayer?
12. That I will have very little in the way of rewards to
give back to Him?
13. That I should have anticipated all these things because
I was warned about knowing the terror of the Lord and so, persuading men?
I cast myself on the mercy of my Abba Father Who loves
me more than I can imagine, Who is forgiving and patient and nurturing and has
counted me faithful, putting me into the ministry. May His strength be mine
today as I deal with others on His behalf.
I must rest in Him, draw strength from His vine, and produce fruit as His
life-blood flows through me. I want to see Him, but, must I empty-handed
go?
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