For the past few months, I admit, I have been disconnected from myself and my purpose. I used to be zealous about the things that I believed in. My days used to revolve around pursuing a cry within my heart for God and my generation.
However, this morning, as I was browsing through my books I stumbled upon my copy of the Uprising Magazine, it is a magazine that was distributed to all the participants of the World Generation Gathering last January 2019. The World Generation Gathering is a prayer gathering of different churches from different countries and I happen to be one of the writing contributors to the said magazine. As I was skimming through the pages of the magazine I found my plane boarding pass from when I went to Indonesia for the conference and some other mementos that reminded me of the event.
Suddenly, I was reminded of the very things that I believed in, the things that I used to fight for.
As I read through the Uprising Magazine, I realized that my battle cry is still the same and that my heart still beats for the same thing.
I am a weary warrior and maybe I just needed to lay my armor down for a season but I know that I still have fight in me. Just because my passion isn’t as fiery as it was doesn’t mean that I am disqualified, it doesn’t make me less capable.
As Francis Frangipane said:
There will be no “knights in shining armor” in God’s kingdom; our armor will have many dings and dents. No, no perfect Hollywood heroes will ride to save the day; just wearied saints to look to God and, in weakness, find Christ’s strength. This, indeed, is the essence of God’s kingdom: divine greatness manifest in common people.
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