August 11, 2010

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  Sound of Trumpets

   

  At a recent conference Sarah Yang shared this story:  A friend of hers who God was doing great signs and wonders through was asked to be a guest speaker in another city at a conference.  Everything in his ministry had been going great and he had such an anointing that anyone he prayed for would be wrecked by the Holy Spirit.  He went to the conference feeling really good about himself.  He was anointed, people were impressed with him, and he was the guest speaker.

   

  During the conference though, he kept hearing trumpets sound at different times… even though no one in the conference had a trumpet and the timing was always odd.  Soon he realized that whenever a certain man entered the conference room, the trumpets would sound.  Where these trumpets were he couldn’t figure out.  But he wanted to meet this man.  He asked a member of the conference team to set up a meeting between him and the man.

   

  They met at a coffee shop, and sure enough, just as the man entered the coffee shop the sound of trumpets announcing his arrival could be heard.  Sarah’s friend was amazed.  He immediately asked the man about the trumpets.  The man responded sheepishly, “Oh, the trumpets?”  And he went into the story.  The man told Sarah’s friend how one day he was studying John 15:15 about how Jesus calls us friends.  The revelation that God calls us friends hit him deep and he proclaimed to God that he would try and be the best friend he could be to God.  This man had a full time job and a family to take care of, so his schedule was pretty busy.  But he chose to wake up earlier, at 4am, so he could spend time with God before having to get ready and leave for work at 6am.  Every day he would wake up early and go into another room and sit in a rocking chair next to an empty chair and he would talk with God like he would with a good friend.  He would share with God about his work, about sports, and about the weather.  He would talk with God as his friend.  And he continued to do this each day.

   

  Then one day, during his time with God, he heard the door to the room open.  He figured his wife had come to join him.  He heard footsteps come behind him and then a hand rested on his shoulder.  He looked over at the hand and realized it wasn’t his wife, but it was Jesus.  He could see the mark on His hand.  Teardrops began to fall from Jesus onto his shoulder.  And Jesus spoke, “I wish I had more friends like you.” 

   

  He said that from that day on whenever he would enter a room trumpets would sound.  Angels were announcing his arrival.  God was honoring him as a close friend. 

   

  This man was not a full time minister and did not save thousands of souls.  But he was a friend of God and God treasured him. 

   

  So often I get tricked into the lie that I need to be doing things for God in order for Him to be pleased with me and honor me.  But the truth is God just wants to be with me.  The works will come naturally.  But what is always most important is the relationship. 

   

  God bless!

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