Whatever God has called us to, He will empower us through.
He doesn’t forget or slack on His provision. He doesn’t overlook an attribute we need or the funding required to do the thing.
He gives nerve to the coward and wisdom to the fool.
He parts seas. Raises the dead. Shuts the mouths of lions. Delivers from fire without the smell of smoke. And He does the most miraculous thing of all — makes a way for us to be in relationship with Him.
Because of Him, anyone and anything can change.
Your circumstances, finances, job, people, health, path. It can all change.
He does not. He is the one and only immovable. The one and only everlasting.
The one and only truly good and cannot be less.
Whatever He has called you to do, He will make possible. It requires our faith. Our stepping. Our movement toward Him.
At times, I have been paralyzed by what He’s asked. Or worse — I had no idea what He was asking. Or didn’t hear Him at all.
It’s easy to say things like: press in and you’ll hear Him. What does that look like? Practically:
Keep praising. Keep praying. Read the Word. Out loud. Forgive. And then move forward. And forgive some more. Ask for forgiveness. Truly accept it.
He will speak.
I’ll never forget the first time He really asked me to pray more than a quick meal prayer in front of people who believed exactly the same as I did. Someone I was sure may not even believe.
I was nearly 30. And I thought I might die right on the spot as I opened my mouth. I had no idea what to say. Sweating. Shaking.
It sounded so simple when I say it now.
A friend had a tiny little 2-pound baby in the NICU. She asked me to come visit. As I stood over his incubator, machines beeping and nurses moving about, the mother with tears in her eyes, I knew so clearly “if you don’t pray over this child now, no one will.”
I’ll pray at home. Couldn’t I just pray AT HOME? Alone? Or in Sunday school? I’ll pray right there with church people.
It was clear. Here. Pray here.
At least if I pass out, there are a lot of nurses. I opened my mouth to pray.
The words came. I have no idea wha they were. But, they came. Because it never was about me. It was about Him.
And just days ago he turned 11. Strong. Healthy. No one would know he was born 3 months early and weighed two pounds.
His mother today is a strong believer.
This is the God we serve. Whatever He is asking. He will make it possible. When we open our mouths, take the first step — He meets us there.
Whatever He calls us to, He will empower us to do. Our prayers matter. They change things.
Amanda Elliott is a grateful believer in Jesus Christ, wife, mom, business owner and Benton resident. She believes we are each “built to battle” by a perfect creator who made us with a capacity for victory, a handbook for success (the Bible) and a spirit who empowers us to live in peace and joy. Follow Amanda Elliott’s “Built to Battle” column at www.mysaline.com/amanda.