And Jesus came and said to them, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go therefore and make disciples of all nations…
There are about 10 things that come to mind from these words but they are not fully formed enough that I can write them down. Let me just say some words have taken on new and deeper meanings to me of late.
“All nations” means foreign missions to me. My heart has long been thrilled by missionary stories…Jesus loves all the children of the world. Their red and yellow black and white faces in their own little countries posted on Sunday school walls like scenes from “It’s a Small World” just warm me. I even took my white face to Kenya just so it would create some celebrity attention and help draw a crowd. The real missionaries took over from there. I came home. I’m a cheerleader supporter for people who actually do missions.
Lately, I’ve felt a little guilty about this, but for years I’ve been more of an “in church” kinda girl. I’ve been part of that ilk who do church … cheering people on to be who they are in Jesus, giving them permission, teaching, offering support…disciple making. It was a season.
My new calling is to do this individual thing myself. This requires no organizational structure. The only hierarchy is Jesus and then, well, me. As one person who loves Jesus and wants to follow Him, just live and do what I think that means.
It’s been interesting because acting individually has not turned out to be acting alone. Every place I’ve stepped out, Jesus has sent a buddy or two who wanted to GO. Their showing up has been a gift of affirmation that God is in it but I feel strongly that it may not always be this way. My charge is “have no expectations, let the thing be whatever it is…just GO and see what happens.”