Have you ever just broken into tears for no reason other then Jesus in you? Have you ever felt such compassion for someone that you actually stop and lend a hand? Have you ever been just cruising along, minding your own busines, when all of a sudden you feel God in you so strong that you have to pull over?
Have you ever……..
no but I need to, may be one day
YES!!!! not as often as I would like, but YES!!!!
I saw a young pregnant girl on Friday night, that I just soooooo wanted to pray for. My words gushed out of my mouth, I’m sure she thought I was completely insane. But I could not leave her without loving her, without trying to give her hope for her future, without trying to give her a glimpse of Jesus!!!
Not often enough. Love when I do.
I’ve never had to pull over, and perhaps I should have because I cried one of my contacts right into my lap. Gee, that’s nice doing 60 on the freeway. This past Sunday I saw three teenaged boys at the altar during worship, jumping around, hands in the air on over their hearts. Needless to say there was a major mascara incident.
I remember once driving on the turnpike and hearing Michael W. Smith’s “Let It Rain” — it was a weird praise Jesus moment and I pulled over at the McDonalds to just let it soak in.
(I’ll do my TAGGED post tomorrow. Didn’t have time and I already had a dumb one written.)