Day 321 A Thought

 

11/17/2025 

"It is necessary for the Spirit of God to burn

into our hearts this mystery, that the most important work

we have to do is that which must be done on our knees,

alone with God, away from the bustle of the

world and the plaudits of men."

O. Hallesby

 

Interesting it is the way the Lord changes my direction when I finally sit down to finish the posts for the day. I am running behind again as I write, but the notes are fresh on the page of my heart. Before I saw the quotation by Ole Hallesby written above, I had been deep in prayer about the things we do to pacify man, not necessarily for myself to receive the "plaudit" or approval of man, but more to follow through on what I said I would do. I like to finish what I start, and that's a good trait regarding perseverance and commitment, but it also taxes me when other matters arise that seem more critical, but I have promised to be elsewhere. This morning as I began my day, as I normally do, I sat in my rocking chair with pen and journal as I began to talk to Abba about the day, or in this case, still remembering all that happened over the weekend. The hours of prayer that were poured out for the crusade in Utah hosted by Pastor Greg Laurie at Harvest Ministries proved to cover and protect. I have not seen or heard of any disturbances from outside protestors. Many came forward at the invitation to accept Christ as Savior and Lord. The report said thousands came forward, but I know Pastor Greg will have the exact information this weekend. The area in front of the stage all around was packed, and my heart always goes out to the follow up volunteers who bear the responsibility of welcoming and following up with those who made a profession of faith. The work has only begun, but I pray that many will truly grow deeply in their faith and personal relationship with Jesus, then go out and share with others. The times are so critical, the message of Christ crucified for our sins is all important.

I am still remembering the time spent in worship yesterday. What stirred up in my heart as I listened to the special song by the choir at church continues to well up inside of me. As I drove to my Dolls on Mission group meeting this afternoon, all I could do was pray in deep urgency for all the names who crossed my mind, those I passed on the streets, the universities that seem so complacent, people going about their day-to-day routines. My heart is broken over the church's lack of passion for the Kingdom - indecision, complacency, apathy, indifference, and so many thoughts. I imagine those in the cars who pass by me wonder who I am addressing or why my hands are lifted as I entreat the Lord for His mercy in situations. But that is really of little importance, unless they too are praying. What began at home in my time of quiet prayer and meditation, perhaps mediation, continued until I arrived at my destination. I can't explain the urgency I have been feeling, especially since yesterday in the church service. But then that is the life. It is the hour.

I barely stayed an hour at the church working on the dolls, as a restlessness had settled over me leaving me too preoccupied, plus I was sensing a spinal headache threatening, and there was this ache I get in my chest when I feel conflicted. I have it now as I sit and attempt to prioritize my thoughts, but once more the hour is late, and I have appointments tomorrow. In the morning, we will sit awhile again.