Character Confession: The Independence Day Injection
Last week I shared how of all the fancy, complicated prayers I’m tempted to use this year, there is only one He is interesting in me praying: that I agree with His plan.
If that wasn’t hard enough, because it does involve surrender, there was a specific agenda He also gave me not long ago that is so superficial at first glance, but so holy and so God as I walk it out, that I cry every time I try to explain it. I believe if we ask God what our purpose is, or what He’d like us to be doing in this season, He will show us. And again, it will most likely be so simple and relational most religious people will scoff.
But here goes.
The “marching orders” God gave me came from the Will Smith movie, “Independence Day.” The alien movie where he piloted the foreign aircraft into enemy territory and injected the alien host with a virus.
For me, God has asked that when (not if) He places me in enemy territory, that I inject vessels with–love. His love.
What makes it hard is that although on the surface it looks like I’m coming against people, and for those watching me, it sure looks like it. But the reality is I’m a broken vessel willing to be used to transform the atmosphere. It’s Ephesians 6:12 walked out. It’s a spiritual experience, although it involves people. The spiritual elements that feed off on negativity, gossip, fear, and man-made control need to be eradicated. Nothing kills off darkness like light.
I’m not the light, but I am His carrier.
And He’s asked me to carry His love into foreign territory. Where kindness is a choice. Forgiveness is the last thing on my fleshy mind, and yet the first thing I’m willing to extend. I’m not giving gifts, I’m being asked to be a gift.
Everytime this scenario comes to play, I instantly see Will Smith flying into that enemy host. Injecting.
It doesn’t mean I’m a doormat, if anything, I’ve spoken more truth and boldness than ever. But when I’m living out that Godly injection, it is infused with His love.
It has been a sacred experience, but a constant choice where I battle myself. When I yield, His presence is so strong and sweet I emotionally crumble, shocked He’d think of me, let alone ask me to be an injection of His love. Yes, I miss the mark and fail to obey, holding up a hand and saying, “Nope. I’m sorry. I won’t.” And those human responses, He understands, and in His grace and tough love, He brings up another chance to say yes.
This Christmas season, where even the hardest of hearts open up a bit for cheer, is a great opportunity to inject Christ’s love into others, especially others who proclaim a faith in Christ. It is not easy. But if you feel like God is asking you to inject people with His love, I can tell you the results are far better than any Will Smith movie.
Ready to change the atmosphere?
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