“There are many who are content to bear the cross, but there is scarcely a single one who is willing to bear the infamy.” ~ Madame Guyon
The hardest part of last year wasn’t living in 208 sq. feet with five other people. It wasn’t moving to the other side of the United States and meeting lots of new people. It wasn’t depending on the Lord to meet all our needs in a way new to us.
The hardest part of last year was being misunderstood. The hardest part of last year was being judged. The hardest part of last year was giving up my desire to be well thought of.
The Lord asked some things of us that others just didn’t understand. The Lord asked some things of us that others couldn’t believe He would ask.
Here’s what I’ve discovered, though: as I’ve continued to lay my reputation on the alter for His Purpose, my burden has lightened more and more. It truly is amazing how heavy this self is; how heavy this need to please man is. How heavy this desire to be liked is.
Now, I’m not saying that I don’t care anymore about being polite, or compassionate, or generally pleasant to be around. I’m talking about those times when the Lord asks something of you that goes against the status quo, or asks something of you that others will be offended by even though you aren’t purposing to offend them. I’m talking about those times when following the Lord means making others uncomfortable, and maybe even mad.
Those times can be lonely, and scary, and even hurtful.
But we have a Lord who knows EXACTLY how we feel. And what we receive when we lay our reputations, when we lay ourselves, on the alter so that He can have His way, is nothing less than a deeper experience of Jesus Christ Himself. We get to know Him. We get to know Him more. And with knowing Him we know freedom. We know a burden that is light. We know true Life.
Oh Saints, that we may know Him…