One of the joys of being a Christian is sharing the faith with others. It is called discipling. Whether it is praying with grandchildren or singing praise songs in church with them (what a joy, indeed), or telling another you are praying for them, or inquiring how we can help someone in need, we are being a disciple.
Now, discipling takes discipline. Surely you see the word connection, right? For us to affect the life-faith walk of others, we must be walking the pathway ourselves, right. Also, the old adage is true: in teaching others, the teacher learns more. It’s inevitable.
This is one of my favorite psalm poems I wrote for this lenten book. I hope it gives you confidence to disciple someone in your life.
MY PSALM 327 DISCIPLING
Almighty Father, Savior of the world,
I come with thanksgiving for the joy of my salvation.
Without Jesus, I wandered, hopelessly lost in this world
Without purpose
Without direction
Without strength
To face life.
Because You sent my personal cloud of witnesses
To show me Your love,
My life is now Yours,
And You have made me new
Thank You for sending me people who know You
To teach me Your ways.
Thank You for Your Church, Your Bride.
Thank You for pastors, teachers, worship leaders,
But mostly for friends who know Jesus
And care enough to share that love with me
I had no idea.
It is as if shackles have been removed.
It is as if scales are gone from my eyes,
And my ears hear Your truth.
My heart has been changed by Your Spirit,
And I find strength each day to go on living.
Thank You for Your Word, truth I never knew
Thank You for the prayers
Of those committed to my teaching.
Thank You for new lessons learned each day
And for insight which explains
That this indeed is Your world.
Thank You for those journeying with me
Along new pathways,
For I am learning as a child, small steps
But giant leaps forward.
Your word tells me of Your love
Which I now embrace through those discipling me.
Thank You that You have sent them to me
As guides, for I’m learning how much it cost You
To save someone like me.
You gave Your Son, Jesus, to die for me
So that I can live eternally.
All praise to Your Name
I bow in humility, as one so unworthy,
Yet I have inherited the Kingdom
Through Your grace and mercy
And I am eternally grateful.
All praise to Your Name. Amen.
A career teacher, with forty years of teaching language arts/English, Betty Jackson enjoys wordsmithing, writing, and reading as a vocation and avocation.Retirement is her "age of frosting," a chance to pursue postponed hobbies with gusto. She especially sends kudos to the Space Coast Writers Guild members for their encouragement and advice. Her five books, It's a God Thing!, Job Loss: What's Next? A Step by Step Action Plan, and Bless You Bouquets: A Memoir, And God Chose Joseph: A Christmas Story, and Rocking Chair Porch: Summers at Grandma's are available at Amazon.com. Ms. Jackson is available to speak to local groups and to offer her books at discount for fundraising purposes at her discretion. She and her husband soon celebrate their 47th anniversary, and have lived in New York, New Jersey, Iowa, and now the paradise of Palm Bay, Florida. Their two grown children and daughter-in-love, all orchestra musicians, and our beautiful granddaughters Kaley and Emily live nearby. Hobbies, and probably future topics on her blog: gardening, symphonic music (especially supporting the Space Coast Symphony Orchestra as a volunteer and proud parent of a violinist, a cellist, and an oboist), singing, book clubs, and co-teaching a weekly small-group Bible study for seniors. She volunteers and substitute teaches at Covenant Christian School, and serves as a board member of the Best Yet Set senior group at church. Foundationally, she daily enjoys God's divine appointments called Godincidences, which show God's providence and loving kindness.