“Lord, I am ready to do whatever you want me to do, no matter what.”
That was a hard surrender, and it still is. But not as much, because as I was about to finish The Promise, our pastor challenged us (as in our congregation) to read Radical by David Platt. Not only to read it, but to do the challenge and meet with him after Sunday morning service as a small group and be accountability partners for each other. So I rushed to finish The Promise so I could read Radical when the hubby was done with it. Oh, that was harsh reading. Convicting. See, I’ve been feeling the call to work with the youth for a few weeks, and then right after that, the pastor started preaching/teaching us to start working on discipling. “Coincidentally.” Well, The Promise followed by Radical was just what I need to convince me that I needed to volunteer to help with the youth whether I want to or not. (Kids scare me, by the way.) See, I was discipled by a young lady from when I was 10 to 15. I didn’t realize it at the time, but that is exactly what she was doing with me. (That story is a post in itself.) And I digress.
The day after I finished Radical, I got a book in the mail that I only vaguely remember ordering. Tortured for Christ by Richard Wurmbrand. Where those other books had begun to put life in perspective, Tortured for Christ rounded it out. Those of you on Facebook who saw my Sunday status, this book precipitated that. For those of you who aren’t on Facebook, why not? Everybody’s doing it. LOL Seriously, though this is what I posted: “owns multiple Bibles in multiple translations while Christians in many areas of the world cannot get even one Bible and suffer persecution and torture for their faith. I’ve taken my freedom for granted. How about you?”
Well, how about me. What now? What am I going to sacrifice and to whom am I going to give? What am I going to give up that will truly be a sacrifice?