…spreading the fragrance of His knowledge…
“You are bigger than what people say, Jehovah, You are bigger than what people say (2x)
You are good, You are kind; You are bigger than what people say.”
Anytime I sing or hear this song, I rarely think about the size or majesty or mighty power of God.
Rarely.
Instead, what always comes to mind is the ‘maturity’ of God.
Let me explain…
So, you would like to marry a called man or woman – or you already married one.
You would like to have called children – or you already have them.
That’s great!
However, let me give you a little heads-up:
They. Don’t. Belong. To. You.
Their first love is not you.
Their highest loyalty is not to you.
In my first year in the university, I got baptised in the Holy Spirit – and I fell in love with God. Obsessively. I didn’t want anything to come between us.
I loved music and used to be in the choir, and when it was time for special numbers, we would sometimes go out to sing – me included.
There was a certain girl in my group who would just watch. Reserved.
You know what scared me the most about the curses in the Old Testament?
It wasn’t the level or intensity of God’s punishment. No.
Rather, it was the heart of the people.
Let me explain.
If someone asked your closest friend out on a date, then told them, “In this relationship, if you do what I like, I will spoil you and make your life the most beautiful experience ever.
However, if you leave, break up with me, or – worse still – have an affair, I will destroy you and everything you have so bad, you will wish for death?”…
…what would you tell them?!
Ask the average Christian single lady, “What type of man do you desire?” and she will most probably reply, “A Boaz” or “I am praying for my Boaz.”
That’s very good, but who you need might not be a Boaz.
You might need an Othniel…
It’s interesting how the Bible hides precious gems in the middle of seemingly mundane verses. Remember how the powerful story of Jabez was sandwiched between ‘boring’ genealogy?
Exactly.
The beautiful story of Caleb and his daughter, Achsah, is another treasure hidden between division of land…
Sisters, you are powerful.
And I am not saying it in that bra-burning, fist-clenched, arm-raised, wild-haired, hardened-feminist kind of way.
No. I’m saying it with much fear and trembling.
Sisters, you are powerful.
Debby Osa 