Has someone ever told you that they "found Jesus" or "became one with the spirit"?
Now unless they lost their copy of Jesus: The Movie, these people are most likely talking about their strongest personal experiences with the Holy Spirit. A God moment, if you will.
The other day I was thinking of a friend of mine who recently was shipped out to Missouri for Army basics. I’ve sent him a couple of letters and just got a reply to one of the questions I asked: What’s your least favorite part of basics? He wrote back that it was the screaming wake up call his officers gave him every morning, jolting him out of his dreams of food and family.
It occurred to me that this is the definition of a “God Moment” in a nutshell – a pivotal experience in one’s life, whether it is jolting like a sergeant yelling at you or the warm realization that the sun is in your face telling you to wake up and praise the Lord.
The most heavily alluded experience of this kind is the story of the prodigal son found in the book of Luke. After forcing his father to give him his inheritance early, the son wastes the money and is reduced to feeding the swine of a rude farmer. At this point the son asks himself: “How many of my father’s hired servants have food to spare, and here I am starving to death?” (Luke 15:17) This is the realization that he should have been grateful for all of the care his father had given him, and he asks his father for forgiveness.
In our lives most of us don’t really realize that God cares for us with all of his grace until some sort of drastic event takes place; however, there are those of us who feel we have had God moments that have just one day taken effect without the dramatic catalyst. These types of moments are no less valid than the others. They can be as simple as someone taking an interest in you and inviting you to church or deciding to take your beliefs seriously.
Personally, my God moment was pretty mundane. One day while taking a shower I noticed a small centipede crawling up the wall, frantically scrambling away from an ocean of water coming down on her head. In that moment I was humbled. If that bug could survive an OCEAN dropped on her head by trusting that she wouldn't die...why shouldn't I trust God's path for me?
Whatever type of experience, they all have the same base effect on you. They make you realize the truth –
that you have been trying to pilot your own life instead of letting God take control;
that you have just been following what you thought were rules without knowing that they are already there;
that all of your idiosyncrasies are what make you acceptable in the eyes of the Lord.
He wants to make us all whole, and these moments are what bring our shattered pieces together into one.
Prayer: Lord, help me find my way. Bring me to realize that you are in control no matter what and I should trust you with my whole being. I give myself up to you and praise you for giving me the chance to realize that you are the one. Amen.
Written by Benjamin
The first day of school. Graduation. A marriage. Buying a home. Turning 30.
For just as the body is one and has many members, and all of the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ.
Our great hope is that the stories shared here - stories written by people who stumble, face struggles, and make mistakes as they navigate life - will illustrate the value of the diversity of the church and the unity that is possible in Christ, as described in 1 Corinthians 12:12, this blog's namesake.
Written by Whitney
The 12:12 Project is sponsored by Katy First United Methodist Church.