“And they sung as it were a new song before the throne, and before the four beasts, and the elders: and no man could learn that song but the hundred and forty and four thousand, which were redeemed from the earth.” Rev 14:3 (KJV)

When I was a young boy being taken to Wednesday Night Prayer Meeting by my faithful grandmother, I used to listen to the “ol’ saints giving their testimony:  “The Lawd was good to me today.  I woke up with a headache and didn’t know how I would make it to work, dis morn’n.  But He healed me and I was able to get to work on time!”  That’s a testimony?  Take an aspirin and get faster results!  I thought to myself, of course.  By the time I was in my mid-twenties, I grew tired of listening to just as “tired” testimonies and wondered could I be given a testimony which would be worth repeating.  In fact, I prayed God would give me a testimony.  Like the old saying says, “Be careful for what you ask/pray for…”

He did.

He took me through some things which would last about twenty years whose effects I’m still going through today and whenever I have an opportunity to give my testimony, very few eyes are left dry in the house, including my own and I was the one who had it, lived it, and have told it many, many times; in fact, have written in a book entitled, “If You Send Me, I Will Go”.  Boy, didn’t He send me!

We’re told about the 144,000 (not literal number of people) but a group who will have to go through a time unlike any ever before.  They will be the only ones remaining representing “God’s Church” during a time of great evil and earthly devastation.  What they will go through qualifies them being able to relate this experience unlike any who did not have this opportunity, this privilege.  But whatever it is they’re to go through—soon, does not minimize what God is taking you through right now or has brought you through.  Are you telling your story?

Living in the Philippines, I hear many hardship stories.  Many of them are living, visible and heart-rending, and while I am glad, today, for what I’ve gone through, still do, in some respects, what I am seeing now are living, breathing stories yet ripening for their witness of how God brought them through.  There is a marked difference between one who is “telling” a story as compared to one who has “lived” through the experience.  No one can tell your story like you can.  In fact, we are tasked with the duty of telling what God has done for us, and I’m sure many of you will confess you could only have wished it were easy enough to have just taken an aspirin!

Tell it!


March 26, 2016