Questions. (When I fear backsliding)
Am I gonna be comfortable or burdened?
Do I care more about America than Americans?
Am I more concerned with how people perceive me or how people perceive Jesus in me?
Which is better, the size of my church or the quality of its members?
Will I strive for honesty and unity to the point of brokenness and vulnerability?
Will I pray, when brothers are falling away?
Will I pray, when the world drives me mad?
Will I pray, when media and society pull at my bents and frustrations, seeking to siphon some pre-decided stance or emotion from my flesh?
Will I rise above slander and polarization when it seeks to divide and crumble any healthy, biblical position?
Will I take the “high road” when I am slandered and slammed, rumored about and mocked…knowing that most do not even know what they are doing?
Can I keep—through the quagmire of modernity—a central focus on a Lamb, on a Lion?
Would I seek His face when everything in me is screaming to stop and acquiesce and cool and dull the message of the Cross to be more appealing or better received?
Would I be filled with an all-wise, perfectly-paced, and spot-on Spirit who will guide all situations, conversations, and dispositions?
Will I remain wholly devoted, unswervingly steadfast in the TRUTH above all “truths” that I find in Your seamless, peerless, priceless Word?
When the chips are down, when flesh is at max-capacity-threshold, will I love?
When the enemy “presses in like a flood,” will I let the battle belong to the Lord? God, I hope so….
All these questions…let them be answered by the “Yea…and the Amen.”
Come quickly to my fragile state, oh my Lord…and my God.
So be it.