In my deepest need, I choose Him…

i choose Jesus

God:perfect

2 Kings 4:25-27 (KJV) “So she went and came unto the man of God to mount Carmel. And it came to pass, when the man of God saw her afar off, that he said to Gehazi his servant, Behold, yonder is that Shunammite: Run now, I pray thee, to meet her, and say unto her, Is it well with thee? is it well with thy husband? is it well with the child? And she answered, It is well: And when she came to the man of God to the hill, she caught him by the feet: but Gehazi came near to thrust her away. And the man of God said, Let her alone; for her soul is vexed within her: and the Lord hath hid it from me, and hath not told me”.

I have often heard that when you come into contact with the real thing, anything fake or duplicate never satisfies after that and I don’t know how it relates to you, but I can attest that in serving God, there is a hunger which is planted within you that urges you on. I’m not exactly sure if this is good or bad.

There is a scripture which perplexes me and often have me thinking on the point where satisfaction comes, but it states, “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall filled” (Matthew 5:6 KJV). Now we know that God works on His own timeline so my expectation ought not to be satisfied fully any time soon.

To get back to the text for today, we see this woman who was blessed beyond measure of what she had expected in her life having that special blessing snatched out of her hand in a wicked beat of the heart. She had interaction with the prophet of God; he spoke with her, lodged at her home and even spent time at her place when he was en-route for his ministerial travels. So she was very familiar with this man of God.

She had become so familiar with him that it was counted as memorable to have her mentioned in her own chapter in the Word. So this distressed woman went on a mission to seek out the man she thought was responsible for the heartache she was undergoing and as she was just short of her destination, his servant approaches her to offer assistance; this was an affront as she wanted the man of God himself.

You ever been in that position? A need comes up in your life and you become tormented in your spirit, you are bothered, you know that you know you just need a contact, something from God, you head to church and yes the service was good, the preaching was fine, they prayed for you, YET, YET, ahhhh, something was missing. You need your own experience, you want to meet up with Him on your own, and you literally start to search desperately for Him, if only you cry. You get to the point where you find a corner, a spot, a hiding place where you know that if it doesn’t happen here, then it won’t happen again.

Then you let loose with your appeal to heaven; you need a revelation, a visitation; all you need is a touch. And when you are finally about to throw in the towel and think, well maybe it isn’t for me to get that intimacy with you, HE shows up. He comforts you, He talks with you, reassure you, and you are well.

It is well. Now it is well.

Anyone knows of what I speak? Ahh, a divine meeting with your Lord.

Trivia: In speaking to God, he told God that He was perfect before him: who is this person?

About vw1212

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