Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you do things that are ‘not quite right’ but whenever your conscience eats at you, you are quick to file that incidence in the folder named ‘God understands’.
It is not necessary the murder type of things I’m referring to here, although they are covered. I’m more concerned about those little, little slip ups. Those easily ignored errors such as telling white lies, bragging, forgetting to pray in the morning…because you are hurrying off to work, etc.
Yesterday, I visited ‘This Present House’ As soon as I stepped into the compound, I was beginning to question myself. ‘Temi, all these fashion parade churches, hmm. Why didn’t you just stick to your good ol’ RCCG’. I proceeded anyway. We were ushered in and myself and my friend, Jea* sat down with me on the edge.
Immediately, an usher came and asked me to swap with her because my skirt was short. What?!!! Now, I am a church worker and have been for quite a while. More relevantly, I’m a firm believer in decency and modesty in dressing so trust me, that skirt WAS NOT short. Also, I had my bag on my lap covering my skirt so I really did not see what the issue was exactly. Anyways, without arguing or even speaking, we swapped. My friend was wearing a maxi skirt so the difference between hers and my knee length was pronounced. That singular act began to change my opinion of the church. I was impressed that they, too, valued the principle of decency enough to correct a first timer.
The pastor, Pastor Moses, spoke in a way I have not heard in a looooooong time. He spoke without fear or favour, boldly telling us the fate of those who go about betraying God. He spoke on how almost everyone in church (the body of Christ generally) thinks that because these are not exactly the days of Ananias and Saphira, we can sin and then come with our filth into God’s presence.
I admired his boldness. Trust me, it takes some guts to speak to your congregation in that manner. It absolutely wiped away my initial opinion of the church as a ‘babe babe’ kinda church and I learned a whole lot which I want to apply to my post today.
One area in which I had been struggling was in my prayers. Trust me, it is so much easier praying in Jand. Here, there is always one excuse or the other. These are all the devil’s gimmicks because before the enemy can attack, he must first douse your prayer life.
I usually would find myself waking up at 5:00 am, snoozing the alarm, re-waking at 6:00 am and then screaming, ‘Shoot!’. I’d go into the shower, throw on my clothes and rush off to work. I’d get to work and that’s it! Work ends at about 6pm. I’d get home at about 7:30, watch TV, prepare for the next day’s work, BB, facebook, tweet. At 10:30ish, my eyes would be heavy. It is then I’d bring out my Bible and begin to pray. Trust me, the most I’d manage to read is one chapter and I’d be out! The cycle usually repeats itself .
Yesterday, as the pastor spoke, I remembered all the words my pastor in Coventry drummed into our ears about the importance of prayers and then I decided to blow out the dust and cobwebs in my prayer alter and reignite the fire. It is not enough to pray those 5-15 minute prayers. We must do battle in the place of prayer!
Let’s turn to Revelation 18:
11And the merchants of the earth shall weep and mourn over her; for no man buyeth their merchandise any more:
12The merchandise of gold, and silver, and precious stones, and of pearls, and fine linen, and purple, and silk, and scarlet, and all thyine wood, and all manner vessels of ivory, and all manner vessels of most precious wood, and of brass, and iron, and marble,
13And cinnamon, and odours, and ointments, and frankincense, and wine, and oil, and fine flour, and wheat, and beasts, and sheep, and horses, and chariots, and slaves, and souls of men.
Note the emboldened words…
There are workers of iniquity who specialise in the trade of souls of men (Dr Olukoya spoke on this during the last Power Must Change Hands). Remember, while men slept, the enemy came and sowed tares (Matthew 13:25). Men ought to pray and not faint (Luke 18:1). I urge us all to arise from our slumbers and decide that from now on, our altars will be hot day in day out. This is the only way we can have victory in Christ. It is not enough to pray for ourselves and our families. We must pray for our city and the community too. As we pray, our strength is renewed and God gives us the grace to lead sin-free lives. May God help us all.
When people tell silly jokes about people beside you, do you:
-laugh uncomfortably and look elsewhere
-join in and add a few bad things you noticed too
-pretend not to have heard
-rebuke them for slandering another person
I went to The Palms for the first time on Wednesday (after CD). It’s really nice sha. Looks like Lewisham Shopping Centre. Saw a movie-Little Red Riding Hood. Really nice…