I have my own personal GPS that usually accompanies me whenever I travel. No, it’s not a Garmin or a Tom Tom, it’s a Ron. I feel pretty sure that God placed a global positioning microchip in my husband’s brain at conception. He navigates crowded streets, buildings and airports with the greatest of ease. But then again, it could be he sees above the heads of most people while all I see in front of me is shoulder blades. Now, lest you think I’m a total imbecile, I can find my way on my own – eventually. But, when I have him around it’s so much less stressful.
I’ve been reading this past week about a guy who actually gave in and followed someone else’s directions. It’s hard enough for a woman to do that, but when a man does it, well, that’s noteworthy. Throughout the book of Acts, Paul lets the Holy Spirit lead him to town after town spreading the Good News of Jesus. If you haven’t read Acts straight through in a while take a day or two to let Paul’s bold surrender fall fresh on you. As his story unfolds it begins to crescendo in the last few chapters. Paul’s life is spared in Jerusalem and the Lord speaks to him. “Take courage! As you have testified about me in Jerusalem, so you must also testify in Rome.” (Acts 23:11)
After being whisked away to Caesarea he gets to tell his story to Governor Felix, Festus and then to King Agrippa. And, oh, what a story it is! He tells of his destructive past and how he persecuted Christians. He describes his life-changing transformation after being blinded on the road to Damascus. He tells King Agrippa, “I was not disobedient to the vision from heaven. First to those in Damascus, then to those in Jerusalem and in all Judea, and then to the Gentiles, I preached that they should repent and turn to God and demonstrate their repentance by their deeds.” Paul appeals to Caesar and guess where his sails get set for? Yep, Rome. But, the adventure doesn’t end with a luxury cruise to Italy. No, first there’s a storm, great hunger, a shipwreck, some friendly natives and a snake bite. Did Paul doubt his mission? Nope. He’d already heard from the Lord. He was going to testify in Rome. He didn’t know when or how, but he knew God was in control. So, he followed the Spirit wherever He led trusting his feet would eventually land on Roman soil.
Max Lucado says in his book, It’s Not About Me, “If it’s all about you, then it’s all up to you.” Paul knew his life was not all about him. He knew it was all about God, so that meant it was all up to God. Paul allowed the Holy Spirit to be his travel agent and make all the arrangements. All he was supposed to do was relax, love on people and tell them the story of Jesus.
I don’t think our mission is much different. Do you?