I Won't Go Back!

The Story of the Persistent Widow

per·sist·ence

   [per-sis-tuhns, -zis-] 

noun

the act or fact of persisting.

per·sist

   [per-sist, -zist]

verb (used without object)

to be insistent in a statement, request, question, etc.

in·sist·ent

   [in-sis-tuhnt] 

adjective

1. earnest in dwelling upon, maintaining, or demanding something; 

2. compelling attention or notice

ear·nest

  [ur-nist]  

adjective

seriously important; demanding or receiving serious attention.

///Question: What's my faith look like?...No, I don't want you to answer for me. I want you, too, to ask yourself this question. Together let us ponder...What does our faith look like? Each one of us, as individuals...

Let us look not to the faith of our praying mothers or grandmothers or pastors or most spiritual friends. But take a look within- at self.

Luke 18

The Message (MSG) The Story of the Persistent Widow

Jesus told them a story showing that it was necessary for them to pray consistently and never quit. He said, “There was once a judge in some city who never gave God a thought and cared nothing for people. A widow in that city kept after him: ‘My rights are being violated. Protect me!’

“He never gave her the time of day. But after this went on and on he said to himself, ‘I care nothing what God thinks, even less what people think. But because this widow won’t quit badgering me, I’d better do something and see that she gets justice—otherwise I’m going to end up beaten black-and-blue by her pounding.’”

Then the Master said, “Do you hear what that judge, corrupt as he is, is saying? So what makes you think God won’t step in and work justice for his chosen people, who continue to cry out for help? Won’t he stick up for them? I assure you, he will. He will not drag his feet. But how much of that kind of persistent faith will the Son of Man find on the earth when he returns?”

///Quote: "Begin somewhere: you cannot build a reputation on what you intend to do." -Anonymous

Today is the day. There will be a moment of opportunity. A slice of free time where nothing else is scheduled. A piece of day where you can choose to kneel before your Heavenly Father and plead. Is there anything...anyone, any case worth a plea? If we truly believe so, won't we  find ourselves in that place, pleading. And won't we return to Him again and again until we receive His response.

What will you do? When will we stop yielding at a good intention, and a  hopeful thought, and actually pray?

Persistently.