I tell you the solemn truth, the person who believes in me will perform the miraculous deeds that I am doing, and will perform greater deeds than these, because I am going to the Father. (John 14:12)

“Hey, Junior, get your old man another beer, and move your fat carcass out of the way of the Home Shopping Channel.”

Except for the grace of God, it might have been me saying those words. Thankfully, as a Christ infused human, I’m transformed from a spiritual couch potato into a cosmic adventurer.

Every day Jesus asks if I want to come out and join his fun. But, before I jump in, I have to pack for a spiritual adventure. First, I must strip down to only the material belongings necessary for a warrior. Whatever possessions I keep will call me indoors, out of the excitement. Second, I must release my claims to health and longevity on earth. Mollycoddling my body will make me cry like a baby at every discomfort and skinned knee. Third, I need to throw off the sour blanket of my agenda. Only the sweet joy of doing God’s business will satisfy.

 There are souls to rescue, casualties to heal, and strongholds to pray down. No demonic barrier will stand before my King. We will march out under his banner to pillage the enemy’s camp and hurl spiritual mountains into the sea.

When Jesus went to the Father, he left us in charge of liberating captives. Before he departed, our big brother put his truth in our hands, his Spirit in our hearts, and his name on our foreheads. We are fully armed to have conquering good times.

The question for my heart is this, “Are you up for eternal adventures, or do you want to watch sitcoms?”

Prayer: Jesus my warrior King, lead me out.