I was reading one small booklet by Matt Batterson. He was writing about some misssionaries who were being sent to a land where there were head hunters. They were given a one-way ticket. One of the missionaries, instead of packing a suitcase, he packed a coffin. You see, every missionary that had gone to this land had never came back. They were all killed. One of the missionaries did not fear for his life because he had aready died to himslf. His coffin wa packed for 35 years. He lived among the head hunters for 35 years and he loved them. When he died, the tribe members buried him in the middle of their village and inscribed this epitaph on his tombstone: When he came there was no light. When he left there was no darkness.
When did we start believing that God wants us to do easy things? When did we start to believe that we were suppose to play it safe when God tells us what He wants us to do? Jesus did not die to keep us safe. He died to make us dangerous. Faitjgulness is notholding the fort. It’s storming the gates of hell. The will of God is not an insurance plan. It’s a daring plan. The complete surrender of your life to the cause of Christ isn’t radical. It is normal. It’s time to quit living as if the purpose of life is to arrive safelyat death. It’s time to go all in and all out for God and do his will by being obedient.