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By Greg Hooker
I wouldn’t have been able to say I can relate to this Scripture, but now since sharing the Gospel daily on Facebook, I understand it quit clearly.
“But they mocked the messengers of God, and despised his words, and misused his prophets, until the wrath of the LORD arose against his people, till there was no remedy.”
- 2 Chronicles 36:16
Satan and his followers have brought me to the edge of despair many times. As Paul said “My body bears the marks”. While I would never equate myself to the brutal sufferings indured by the Apostle, I can, however, understand how he must have felt with his “thorn in the flesh”, wherein he cried to the Lord thrice for his close friend and Master to remove it. Each time his Lord said “my grace is sufficient and your weakness is manifested in power.”
You see, a thorn left embedded in the flesh will fester and spread its poison throughout the entire body. It will effect mind, body, and soul day in and day out. There is no rest. Mental and physical pain is relentless. Every little movement gouges deeper and reminds you of worse days ahead.
Yet in-spite of the agony we are called to endure you press on and never let up except to rest and recuperate for a little while. Then you set your eyes on the prize before you with renewed vigor and determination. You say to yourself, “Self you must go on. You must keep the faith. You must receive that “Crown of Life” to cast at the Life-Givers Feet.”
I must admit, my body is tired and riddled with diseases. Rest periods grow longer and longer. My bed enslaves me. Sickness is in my bones and my light shines dimmer. Sometimes I pray for God to take me home, but that is selfish desire. He isn’t through with me yet. One more soul to harvest. I must reach them, I must. My small part in Gods ultimate plan must be done. Then I shall be relieved of this diseased infested mortal body. I will shed this corruption and put on in-corruption. I hope my Jesus will be satisfied with me. I hope I make Him proud. How I long to see His face, hug His nail-scarred body, and rest in His arms of love and peace. Friends, my conclusion is that it will be worth it all, worth it all, worth it all. Lord I am your servant.
By Greg Hooker
I wouldn’t have been able to say I can relate to this Scripture, but now since sharing the Gospel daily on Facebook, I understand it quit clearly.
“But they mocked the messengers of God, and despised his words, and misused his prophets, until the wrath of the LORD arose against his people, till there was no remedy.”
- 2 Chronicles 36:16
Satan and his followers have brought me to the edge of despair many times. As Paul said “My body bears the marks”. While I would never equate myself to the brutal sufferings indured by the Apostle, I can, however, understand how he must have felt with his “thorn in the flesh”, wherein he cried to the Lord thrice for his close friend and Master to remove it. Each time his Lord said “my grace is sufficient and your weakness is manifested in power.”
You see, a thorn left embedded in the flesh will fester and spread its poison throughout the entire body. It will effect mind, body, and soul day in and day out. There is no rest. Mental and physical pain is relentless. Every little movement gouges deeper and reminds you of worse days ahead.
Yet in-spite of the agony we are called to endure you press on and never let up except to rest and recuperate for a little while. Then you set your eyes on the prize before you with renewed vigor and determination. You say to yourself, “Self you must go on. You must keep the faith. You must receive that “Crown of Life” to cast at the Life-Givers Feet.”
I must admit, my body is tired and riddled with diseases. Rest periods grow longer and longer. My bed enslaves me. Sickness is in my bones and my light shines dimmer. Sometimes I pray for God to take me home, but that is selfish desire. He isn’t through with me yet. One more soul to harvest. I must reach them, I must. My small part in Gods ultimate plan must be done. Then I shall be relieved of this diseased infested mortal body. I will shed this corruption and put on in-corruption. I hope my Jesus will be satisfied with me. I hope I make Him proud. How I long to see His face, hug His nail-scarred body, and rest in His arms of love and peace. Friends, my conclusion is that it will be worth it all, worth it all, worth it all. Lord I am your servant.