Thou therefore endure hardness, as a good soldier of Jesus Christ. – 2 Timothy 2:3
Not too long ago, I hit the jackpot at a thrift store. For fifty cents I got a copy of Charles Wesley’s early years journal, which ranges from 1736 to 1739. He was in the Georgia Colony near Savannah preaching his heart out and attempting to be a great shepherd of his flock. Every time I read an entry, I’m just amazed that I get a glimpse into his actual life that he lived 290 years ago. I love to just read one entry a day and get a feel for what he went through.
Charles is open and honest about the people he dealt with. He passionately pursued after the souls of the people. When things were difficult, he found strength in the scripture. One time in particular, he found comfort in the verse I’m using today. Charles was preaching at the time to around 20 in his congregation. He was also dealing with people in the town shooting guns during service time as well as mitigating arguments and fights that got as far as breaking bottles over people’s heads. As he confronted people, they would be back and forth between hating him and appreciating him. Sometimes he was so worried for the souls of people that he would become physically ill, yet he would always find comfort in God’s word.
As I read, I can’t help but ask myself “How much do you care about the souls of men, Adam?”
Yesterday, I went to the movies. There was a group of older teens that were ruining the experience for everyone. They were talking, laughing, and throwing stuff at random people in the theatre. Several of us went to tell management, but even before management came in, they threw something and hit the wrong dude. He got up, walked back to them, and straight up confronted them . . . I was even kind of scared for them. Management literally paused the movie, walked in and very publicly escorted them out. At the moment, I was just glad I got to finish watching Supergirl. Sitting here with the Lord, I think differently.
I sit here this morning and wonder who will inject themselves into the lives of these kids and teach them how to follow God. Charles would have left the theatre with them and talked to them (that is . . . if he had gone to see Supergirl at all) I wish I had found a way to contact them. Even if they totally laughed at me and called me a judgmental hypocrite . . . I could at least take comfort in today’s verse.
Charles didn’t mind taking hits for people.
Do you?
Do I?
Lord, I pray for those kids in the movie theater. Don’t let them stay like they are. May they come to know You and point others to Your kingdom. I remember throwing rocks with my friend and breaking a man’s car window . . . what in the world was wrong with me? I just didn’t know You. I didn’t know I needed to know You. I had sin coursing through my veins. So many are lost out of pure ignorance . . . they just don’t know. Thank You for leading me, guiding me, and correcting me like You do. Help me be a light that so shines before men that others see my good deeds and want to glorify You, my Father in heaven. May the same spirit that prompted Charles Wesley to chase hard after souls fill all who read this today. I love You, Lord. There is and never will be another like You. Amen