Jan
5
2013
Sprinkled People
Posted in Discipleship 4 Comments
There she was.
I saw her as soon as I walked into the store.
My sweet sister in the Lord.
I wanted to buy a laminated map of the Holy Land for Bible study this week.
She is working at the Christian store I visited this afternoon.
How wonderful to see her familiar face!
As we were talking, another sweet sister in the Lord came up to us.
Two for the price of one…I teased!
How encouraging to see another brother or sister in the Lord.
We come in contact with many so many people throughout our day.
Some are pleasant, some are serious, some are rude, some are courteous.
Some do not know the Lord at all; that is why God allows our paths to cross.
When we see another believer, it is such a gift!
The Spirit Himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children. (Romans 8:16)
Spirit to Spirit.
One to another.
I am amazed at the way God does things.
He sprinkles His people throughout the world.
In this town…on that train…in that classroom…in this family.
Sprinkled people.
My father in law died almost a year ago.
I remember the day of his funeral and the luncheon that followed.
The day was difficult for my husband.
We were all at a round table waiting for lunch to be served.
There were curtains separating our dining room from the one adjacent to us.
My youngest daughter was sitting next to me.
She waved at someone through the curtain.
There in the room next to us was a deacon from our church.
He could see us through the tiny opening in the curtain.
What a gift!
It was a day when everything just seemed to blend into everything else.
God knew what we needed.
He sprinkled one of His people into our day…right when we needed it most!
Elijah, a prophet of God, fled to Horeb because he feared the wicked Queen Jezebel.
Her husband, Ahab, told her all that Elijah had done when he had all the prophets of Baal slaughtered in the Kishon Valley.
Jezebel vowed that she would kill Elijah in the same way the prophets of Baal were killed.
The Lord asked Elijah what he was doing when he fled in fear.
Elijah replied, ” I have been very zealous for the Lord God Almighty. The Israelites have rejected Your covenant, broken down Your altars, and put Your prophets to death with the sword. I am the only one left, and now they are trying to kill me too.”
The Lord said, “Yet I have reserved seven thousand in Israel – all whose knees have not bowed down to Baal and all whose mouths have not kissed him.” (1 Kings 19:14,18)
Sprinkled people…in the heart of pagan territory.
The Lord encouraged Elijah by reminding him of how many of His people were nearby.
God does not do random sprinkling.
To God’s elect, strangers in the world, scattered throughout Pontus, Galatia, Cappadocia, Asia, and Bithynia, who have been chosen according to the foreknowledge of God the Father, through the sanctifying work of the Spirit, for obedience to Jesus Christ and sprinkling by His blood: Grace and Peace be yours in abundance. (1 Peter 1:1,2)
Chosen.
Sanctified.
Sprinkled by His blood.
What an amazing gift!
Did you ever think that you are part of His sprinkling?
Did you ever consider the fact that you may be the familiar face that is needed?
Did you ever imagine that you could be placed on the other side of the curtain, on a day when everything else is falling apart?
Sprinkled here and there…all to His Glory.
That detour you have to take…sprinkling.
That person that talks to you as you wait in line at the grocery store…sprinkling.
That neighbor who asks you to pray for them…sprinkling.
That co-worker who sees something different in you…sprinkling.
Be grateful that you are being sprinkled on a drought laden world.
Those drops of Living Water that you are sprinkling may be just what they need to grow.
Look at the Hand that holds the watering can.
Do you see those scars?
His Blood was sprinkled for us…so that we can be sprinkled for Him.
Sometimes there is even a shower– of blessings!
Janna,
Amen! How true!
Gina
What a beautiful image to hold close to the heart — God sprinkles His grace and mercy through His people everywhere, like the Gardener He is. Thank you, Gina, for another gift for this new year.
You are welcome, my sweet friend!
It was so wonderful to see your face yesterday!
Gina