Lately,
I have felt something I have never felt with such intensity before. Sure, the
feeling has been present in my soul in the past, and God has just increased it
over the years as I continue to gain His heart for those around me. But feeling
it to this level? Well, it’s all new…
You
see, there are a group of children that I have the privilege of spending every
Monday evening with and usually other times throughout the week, as well. All
it takes is one of them to look up at me with their sweet, innocent little
face, and I break. I want to wrap each and every single one of them in my arms
and never let go. I want to hold each one until all their pain is gone. All I
want is to pour HIS love into them. Dear God, break me more for these precious
ones…
As
I have been studying through the book of I Thessalonians, I have come across
certain phrases that I had never really given much thought to, skipped over,
and maybe thought were kind of strange before. Phrases such as,
“So being
affectionately desirous of you, we were willing to have imparted unto you, not
the Gospel of God only, but also our own souls, because you were dear unto us.”
2: 8
“We exhorted and comforted
and charged every one of you, as a father does his children.” 2:11
“But we, brethren,
being taken (to bereave of a parent; to be rendered an orphan) from you for a
short time in presence, not in heart, endeavored the more abundantly to see your
face with great desire…For what is our hope, or joy, or crown of rejoicing? Are
not even you in the Presence of our Lord Jesus Christ at His coming? For you
are our glory and joy.” 2: 17, 19-20
“For now we live, if
you stand fast in the Lord. For what thanks can we render to God again for you,
for all the joy wherewith we joy for you sakes before our God: night and day
praying exceedingly that we might see your face, and mighty perfect that which
is lacking in your faith? 3: 8-10
However,
now I understand what Paul meant.
The
Thessalonians weren’t Paul’s actual children, obviously. Yet, he felt such deep
affection and love for them, it seemed like they were. This is what God has
been doing in my heart for these precious children I get to work with.
Everything with me longs to see them come to know the Gospel. And, like 2:8
says, I am so willing to just spend and spill my life for them, not only giving
them the Gospel.
And
though I long to just pour my life into them constantly and ache after just a
day or two of not seeing them, He has called me to “night and day pray
exceedingly” that they might come to know Him and be raised up into mighty men
and women of Truth. Will I, and you also, choose to stand between the hurt,
vulnerable, and weak around the world and the enemy, who only wants to destroy
them?
“And He saw that
there was no man, and wondered that there was no intercessor…” Isaiah 59: 16
“I delivered the poor
that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him…I was a
father to the poor: and the cause which I knew not, I searched out. And I broke
the jaws of the wicked, and plucked the spoil of his teeth.” Job 29
“He pleads
effectively because he gives his life for those he pleads for; he is their
genuine representative. He has submerged his self-interest in their needs and
sufferings, and as far as possible has literally taken their place.” Norman Grubb, Rees Howells: Intercessor
“While women weep,
as they do now, I'll fight; while children go hungry, as they do now I'll
fight; while men go to prison, in and out, in and out, as they do now, I'll
fight; while there is a drunkard left, while there is a poor lost girl upon the
streets, while there remains one dark soul without the light of God, I'll
fight; I'll fight to the very end!” William Booth
Ah, dear sister. I too have been growing in anguish for precious children. It pains me so that these little souls are immersed at such a tender age in evil and darkness. May we remain steadfast as we stand in the gap! May Jesus rescue them while they are still young so that He can get more glory out of their lives.
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Stephanie C.