As I prepare for the next speaking event, I spend lots of time alone. I am learning to lean into that time, listening to the voice of Jesus only.
Listening to Jesus means letting go of the lie that tells me You are not doing enough.
Listening to Jesus means letting go of the lie that tells me People will think you are selfish.
Listening to Jesus is choosing truth.
Whoever says, “I know Him”, but does not do what He commands is a liar, and the truth is not in that person. But if anyone obeys His word, love for God is truly made complete in them. This is how we know are in Him: whoever claims to live in Him must live as Jesus did (1 John 2:4-6).
I have no time or energy to entertain satan’s lies.
There is a call from heaven for me to speak, share hope, point others to Christ, and literally be a light they can follow directly to the cross.
I need to be about my Father’s business.
Living as Jesus did is not easy. He was sinless.
And if I, Julie Dibble, decided I was going to be like Jesus in all things, I can promise you that pride would trip me up. Instead of living like Jesus, I would find myself tangled in the deceiver’s web, thinking like a Pharisee I had everything figured out.
Oswald Chambers says, “The deadliest attitude of the Pharisees we exhibit today is not hypocrisy but that which comes from unconsciously living a lie” (My Utmost for His Highest).
So how does one abide with Jesus?
Spend time at His feet, in His arms, walking with Him, looking at Him while He holds your cheeks.
In beauty and grace but with hard truth, He guides and opens the spiritual way for us to know God the Father, too.
If you really know me, you will know my Father as well. From now on, you do know Him and have seen Him (John 14:7).
So as I prepare to be His vessel of hard truth and beauty and grace, I pray. The rhythm of this prayer time might not be for one whole night as Jesus did (Luke 6:12).
However, I do wake before the birds, when it is still dark. There is a stillness about the land at that hour. A distinct lack of cars zooming, of garden tools buzzing. The silence itself is a gift. With hope filling my heart, I see with eyes how God gives us a new day.
The sky changes from dark to light, but not just any light. An array of oranges and pinks, cloud striations, gleams and beams from heaven.
With coffee in hand, I talk to Jesus as if He was right there with me, because He is.
I surrender the need to remember every last prayer request when I sit with Him. If I simply focus on Him, ask Him to pray for those I don’t remember, He brings them back into my focus.
Leaning further in, I follow this rhythm throughout the day.
I retreat to my room with my Bible before sleep.
I don’t try to remember the words of the upcoming talk. I drink His Word until I sense a fullness. Then I lay my Bible open near me and sleep.
Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty” (John 6:35).
My prayer is to be used by Jesus for His glory.
He fills me with Himself, so that others will see and hear Him, not me.
Whoever speaks on their own does so to gain personal glory, but he who seeks the glory of the one who sent him/her is a man/woman of truth; there is nothing false about him/her (John 7:18).
Whoa! What are your thoughts on abiding with Jesus? Feel free to leave a comment here or email me directly at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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Until we meet again!