EXPECTATIONS
Recently
others and myself were challenged again when God sent Pastor Onesmus from Kenya
Africa to our little church in the hill country.
Sunday,
the day of Onesmus' arrival I received this word….
"Trust
in the LORD with all your heart; do not depend on our own understanding.
Seek his will in all you do, and he will direct your paths." Proverbs
3:5-6
Yes…
I know I have read this many times… I got it… but did I really get it? Did I
really take it to heart the way I should have?
Ever
come with expectation to something? How about a movie, a destination, a new
purchased item, a project, a new member of the family?
We
set high expectations and low expectations. We even set expectations of
unbelief. We write them down with our invisible pens as if we are authors of
our days and when these expectations are broken we are usually either
discouraged or pleasantly surprised.
But
then again there are other times when they are just… challenged.
I
think expectations can be good but expectations we set up in our mind about how
God works verses the complexity of how God really works can be hard hurtles to
cross over at times…. Especially
when God does the unexpected.
Again….
If you think you have figured out how God works… watch out!!!
Expectations
need to be on God and God alone.... not your own preconceived notions of what
may or may not happen.
EXPECTATION
MEET THE UNEXPECTED
I am
not certain what my expectation was... I knew there was going to be some
"unconventional" happenings with Onesmus' visit but I was challenged
by what God had Him do.
Some
of the things seemed down right cruel and rude and MORE unconventional then I
expected.
Onesmus,
hands COVERED in olive oil, began to do as directed by the Spirit, the congregation
– some who came all the way from Arizona, Houston and Austin, prayed.
Onesmus
would not just speak to the ailments but he would have the sick themselves
speak to the ailments. In his
Kenyan accent he would say, “Cancer go back to your father!” Deafness go back to your father!
Confusion go back to your father!”
He would refer to the sickness as the devil. “Devil go!”
He would have the people repeat after Him…
He would
do all kinds of unorthodox things such as blowing on people, spitting in one
person’s eyes, pouring olive oil in a person’s ears and then pouring water on their
back, rubbing his hands on their body, and some would scream in terrible pain….
Yet
when these seemingly cruel, rude and strange things were over- people were
healed of their ailments, sicknesses, solicitations and oppressions. And
they had smiles on their faces...
What smiles? How could this
be? What just happened?
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