Luke 22:41-44
He pulled away from them about a stone's throw, knelt down, and prayed, "Father, remove this cup from me. But please, not what I want. What do you want?" At once an angel from heaven was at his side, strengthening him. He prayed on all the harder. Sweat, wrung from him like drops of blood, poured off his face.
Scripture quotations from The Message. © 1993, 1994, 1995, 1996, 2000, 2001, 2002 by Eugene Peterson. Used by permission of NavPress, Colorado Springs, CO. All rights reserved.
In his book, 90 Minutes in Heaven, Baptist minister Don Piper tells his real-life experience of being involved in a head-on collision in January 1989, near Livingston, Texas. The crash was so bad - and Piper’s injuries were so severe - that paramedics covered his car with a tarp and left him for 90 minutes while they waited on a coroner to arrive and pronounce him legally dead. And Piper tells of traveling to heaven…the people and things he saw there… and how glorious it was. Truly, he did not want to ever leave… he was perfectly content to be dead!
But another minister passed by the site of the wreck and felt God telling him to go to the car and pray for the person inside. This man felt this so strongly that he insisted to paramedics that he needed to crawl inside what was left of the back end of this mangled car and pray for the victim. The paramedic relented, and the pastor did exactly this, placing his hand on Don’s shoulder and praying – then singing, “What a Friend We Have in Jesus.” Much to the pastor’s surprise, Don began to sing along with him!
I won’t give away any more of the book… I hope you will read it for yourself. But I will tell you that for a long time, Don Piper was incredibly angry that God had made him return to earth. Heaven was everything Don had been told it would be… and so much more. It was truly glorious… happy… amazing… wonderful… far beyond any words Don could find to describe it. Yet he returned to earth to endure horrendous suffering, depression, pain and sadness. And for a long time, he didn’t understand why God could do this to him.
Again, I don’t want to give away the story, but let’s just say it took Don a long time to come to a point where he could truly say… “Not what I want, Father… what do You want?” And when he began to ask the right question… and to really seek – and follow – God’s will, he saw things clearly. He discovered the amazing plans that God had for him on this earth… the ways in which he could serve and bless in the name of Jesus.
Recently my 98-year-old grandmother said, “Some days, I just don’t know why I’m still here.” I began to share with her about this book… and to remind her of all of the people she blesses every day with her presence. I pointed out the young nurses’ aides that she “grandmothers” and the maintenance man she is teaching to “garden.” I mentioned the other residents that she visits with and checks up on each day, and a young mother she has befriended and to whom she has become a confidante.
I could have pointed out the husband of her friend who resides across the street in the nursing home – a man she visits and prays with often… or the hairdresser and manicurist she no doubt witnesses to each week… or the ladies from the community who visit and get the “sales pitch” from her to “C’mon down and live here with us… you’ll like it!”
God isn’t done with her… His will – not hers. And God isn’t done with us, either. The question is… are we seeking His will? Are we asking, “What is Your will, not mine?” Do we listen for God’s direction in our lives… and follow it? Or do we say, “Yeah…but NO! I think I’ll do this instead. That seems a little too hard, scary, or painful… and it certainly doesn’t look like much fun. No, LORD, I think I’ll do this instead.”? It’s time for us to humble ourselves… to follow the lead of Jesus Himself and to submit to God’s will for our lives.
I told my grandmother, “Heaven will come soon enough… and it will be even better than you could ever have imagined. Meanwhile, you’ve still got work to do!” And so do we! Have you gotten your assignment? Are you doing the work God planned for you until He calls you home? Isn’t it time you got started?
©2011 Debbie Robus
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