ReFocus
This past week has been a time of refocusing for me. I have reached a point in my journey with Christ where I can't make it without being in daily contact with the Lord. I need His infilling of strength and hope. I need to hear Him speak truth and revelation to my heart and mind. Having said that, I still loose my focus from time to time and get distracted by stuff, church, people, work, responsibilities, self-will, and so many other thing. Those things can distract us from what really matters in our life, knowing Jesus. Our enemy is an opportunist and he will orchestrate circumstances and add pressure to situations to take us off course. We must learn to be in a constant state of resistance to maintain our focus. I don't want to loose my focus. I feel like Paul when he says the things I don't want to do, I do, and that which I want to do I don't do. We are all incapable of waking in the things of God unless we are being continually renewed day by day. I pray for that in my life.
I came accost a blog today of David Brainard's diary. He was a young minister to the Indian tribes of Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, and New Jersey. He has a very powerful, very focused last entry before his death. I pray some day I can share my thoughts with such passionate, unreserved, intimacy with my Lord.
I came accost a blog today of David Brainard's diary. He was a young minister to the Indian tribes of Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, and New Jersey. He has a very powerful, very focused last entry before his death. I pray some day I can share my thoughts with such passionate, unreserved, intimacy with my Lord.
Friday, Oct. 2.
My soul was this day, at turns, sweetly set on God: I longed to be with him, that I might behold his glory. I felt sweetly disposed to commit all to him, even my dearest friends, my dearest flock, my absent brother, and all my concerns for time and eternity. Oh that his kingdom might come in the world; that they might all love and glorify him, for what he is in himself; and that the blessed Redeemer might see the travail of his soul, and be satisfied! 'Oh come, Lord Jesus, come quickly! Amen.'
Note from Jonathan Edwards: Here ends his diary. These are the last words that are written in it, either by his own hand, or by any other from his mouth.