Tell your story

Many of us hear anecdotes of God working in people's lives. We clap. We appluad. We feel happy and we thank God for the work He's doing.

We go up to the person and tell him, ' Well done man!' and we give him a pat on the shoulder.

We hear of healings taking place in our friends' lives; when they pray for others.

We hear of prayer meetings among others that are full of passion and zeal.

We hear of people sharing the gospel fearlessly in schools.

We read of great man and women of God from time past and we go, "Wow!" We examine their lives and we tell ourselves, these people sure were man and women after the heart of our Saviour. We feel proud. We marvel at how God used them.

We always hear stories... when will it be our turn to tell OURS? Will a time come when I would be the one preparing my testimony? Will I be the one praying in faith? Will I be the one sharing the gospel? When will I read my OWN story.

So many a times, I fall short of doing it. Being on the ground and putting my hand to the plough.

"It's great work you're doing there," I shout from the side. "By hey, don't involve me, I ain't wanna get my hands rough."

Standing at the threshold of Revival, and yet I stumble. Wading in the river and yet, never jumping in.

When will it be my turn? When can I tell others I prayed in faith? Shared in boldness?

The disciples were in the boat. They saw the miracle. They saw Peter walk on water. But only Peter experience it. Only Peter knew how it felt like to step on water and not sink. Only Peter.

A story would always be a story till it becomes yours.

I pray I'd write my story, share my testimony and do the very work that God has called me to.

Only the great Author can pen the tales of our lives. Will I be willing? Will I have the faith?

Lord, make me strong.
Because I am of little strength.
My feeble arms cannot carry Your word.
Please help me Lord, because there is no other joy than pleasing Your heart.