Faith comes by hearing.
Last evening I was at the fair with some friends telling others the good news about Jesus Christ. I had some cross necklaces (among other Christian symbols) and would ask the kids if they wanted a free necklace. When their eyes lit up and they said, “YES!” I would hand it to them and make them promise me that they would be in heaven with me some day.
Truthfully, The burden of that promise haunted me as I woke up this morning thinking about how totally awesome it will be on that day in Jesus’ presence when I will see all those beautiful children there. As I was thinking this I could hear the angels singing, “Holy, holy, holy…”
unholy, unholy, unholy heart was struck anew with the wonder and humility of it all. Just a bunch of sweaty, hot, sinnin’ fair go-ers permitted into heaven by the grace and merit of an awesome God through the gift of faith that only He can give. Not because I’ve done good things, not because I tell others about Him, not because of a decision or choice I’ve made, not because I go to church, or read my Bible, or have a religious relative, but simply because He has given me faith to believe.
Ephesians 2:8 says, “God saved you through faith as an act of kindness. You had nothing to do with it. Being saved is a gift from God.”
No wonder the song we’ve been given a hint at is what it is…
Father God, I place in your hands the burden for these little children’s souls. I pray that in your time and your working you would allow the seeds planted yesterday to bloom into wonderful, solidly rooted mighty oak trees planted completely in your word. In Jesus name, and only because of him, Amen.