The Fog

October 29th, 2022 – 10:13pm – Hostel In German Colony, Haifa, Israel:

“One thousand moments with one or one moment with thousands.” – Elijah Cohen, October 29th, 2022.

There is no mysterious spiritual techniques to being used by God to do His will on this earth during our lives… it is simply being obedient to His Word. Simply that.

Why is it so hard for us to treat God as real? And how much it must hurt His heart when we choose the million other things a day rather than Him. How guilty am I of this every single day, dispute being able to clearly hear Him speak.

I want to understand the eternal impact of the moments we spend with people loving them, caring for their needs, weeping with them, laughing with them, seeing them, and hearing them. Moments. It’s all about moments… that is what Jesus taught.

I’ve been thinking about all the ways God has lead me these past four and half years. Countless people, countless moments, constant separation, endless goodbyes, feeling apart from but for the brilliant moments when all my gifts come to bear of the one before me. What mystery? No mystery. Just love.

What is it like to walk with Him? To walk with love Himself? To walk listening to live direct? It is like feeling love pour out through me to the one being loved… and then am I not impacted by that love as well? To hear Him say, “Listen to this one.” “Give to this one.” “Feed this one.” “This one is mine and someday he will be so very important to me.” Tears right? The endless flowing of love from His heart through mine and out into this mess of a world. What impact?! To give a glass of cold water. Simply that. No mysterious power. No trained mind full of endless wisdom. No… just simply me… and Him… working together… me yielding… listening and obeying… and Him loving through this jar of clay.

I am forever changed by reaching out to the ones He sends me to. Prophet? Yes. That is who I am. A prophet of the Living God… but that is not a mysterious position or calling… no… just listening and obeying.

This is so difficult. To be here… separated… set apart… alone… surrounded by people living their lives… and mine isn’t my own. I watch them… as they sit and eat together… I watch them love, kiss, and hold hands… I watch them live their lives… and I wonder…

Then He whispered through all my wondering… “One thousand moments with one or one moment with thousands.” And I understood instantly what He was saying. I have a choice to make. Die and let Him use me to reach the world with His love… or Live and lose out on what He truly has planned for me.

How many lives I wonder have been touched since I left my comfortable house in Redding, CA to follow Him? Countless.

This week… since the apartment, where I would have had my own room, fell through I have met so many people this week… impacted lives in such important and eternal ways… made connections that will shape the future of our planet and eternity beyond. As disappointing as not having my own room is… this is where He wants me to be. So here I am.

Visa, money, etc… not worth considering… only to consider the One who called me into His marvelous light to do what He would ask me to do.

So I say, “Father, your will be done.”