Toward this goal I also labor, struggling according to his power that powerfully works in me. (Colossians 1:29)
We were like a bunch of overripe bananas, tired and mushy. Inside the bus, our puffy eyed team bounced toward day three of ministry in southern India. We should have faced it with eagerness, but it was one more horde of the impoverished among back-to-back outreaches. We sped toward the hungry village with nothing left to give.
“Lord Jesus, fill us again. Breathe life and fresh power,” we prayed between potholes.
As we waited on the faithfulness of God, he spoke these words through Luke 10:19:“I have given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions, and to overcome all the power of the enemy; nothing will harm you.”
That passage stopped the lies of Satan’s mouth, who said our success came from our effort instead of our authority. We had made the mistake of fighting with soulish energy.
If we identify the soul as the human elements of mind and emotion, we can see why it is quickly spent. Unless the Holy Spirit spills through our spirit, we humans have little to give. The Lord called us to a less emotionally entangled and more authoritatively dependent role. He wanted us to rest in his power and simply call out the deeds he wanted done.
Giving to others from my resources, wisdom, and energy is exhausting work. Ministering in Christ’s muscle and authority leaves me invigorated, humbled, and laughing at the impossible.
Happily, our team shifted gears and experienced God’s powerful love flowing through us, and into his Asian children. We finished our eleven days, and in thirty-six outreaches saw hundreds saved, healed, and delivered—by God’s strength.
Instead of squishy bananas, we returned home with the zing of mangos.
Prayer: Mighty Jesus, let your power flow through me.