thoughts on the disciples and on God using us

In Sunday school for the past year or so, we've been studying the book of Luke. We took a break to work our way through "Not a Fan" by Kyle Idleman (more on that book some other time) and to do a couple of separate lessons. So, at this point we are in Luke 9. And I have loved every lesson. 

A few weeks ago, our lesson was about when Jesus sent out the disciples. You can read about this in Matthew 10, Mark 6, and Luke 9. Luke 9 says this:

"And He called the twelve together, and gave them power and authority 

over all the demons and to heal diseases. 

And He sent them out to proclaim the kingdom of God and to perform healing."

The disciples were sent out. They had been in kind of an internship. They had been training under Jesus. Don't know about you, but that would be the most awesome internship of all time. Unfortunately, I don't think that at the time they really got it. But anyway.

Its time for them to go out and see what they can do. Jesus gives them power and authority. He gives them the ability to cast out demons and perform healing. They are to proclaim the kingdom of God. Sounds possible, right?

There were a few conditions, though. Here's what Jesus said:

"Take nothing for your journey, neither a staff, nor a bag, nor

bread, nor money; and do not even have two tunics apiece. Whatever house

you enter, stay there until you leave that city. And as for those who do

not receive you, as you go out from that city, shake the dust of 

 your feet as a testimony against them."

They were going out. And they could take absolutely nothing with them. They couldn't take money or food; they weren't allowed to take a bag, or some extra clothes or even a walking stick. They had to completely trust the people they were ministering to for the things they would need. Sounds a little risky to me. I can just hear them thinking, "Dang, are we gonna be hungry? And how the heck are we going to cast out demons???!" 

As humans, our tendency is to immediately doubt. We want to be in control. We want to have some security. If it was me, I would be saying, "Okay, Jesus. But can I please have my purse. I mean, it has my wallet in it. And that has my money and my debit card. No? Well can I take my phone? Please??" Nothing in this sinful body wants to let go. It wants to be in control. I want to be in control. 

Not only were they having to totally let go, and trust that they would be taken care of, but they had to be on their guard. Jesus told them:

   "Behold, I send you out as sheep in the midst of wolves;

be as shrewd as serpents and innocent as doves."

 They were about to face some serious persecution for the first time. Up to this point, all the darts had been pointed as Jesus, but now, they weren't going to be able to hide behind Him. They were going to be on their own. 

Remember this: these weren't well-spoken lawyers. These men were fisherman, tax collectors, and there was even a zealot in the group. Which leads me to a super quick side note: (rabbit trails, we call them in Sunday school. : )

Simon was a zealot. He is called that in the Gospels. He was one of the 12 men that followed Jesus around. Zealots were men who believed that the Messiah would come as a conquering hero and overthrow Rome with the sword. Then Jesus came. That is why most of the Jews didn't believe Him to really be the Messiah, because He wasn't coming as a king to free them of the shackles of Rome. And for one of His followers, He chose one of them. It makes me wonder what Simon originally thought of Jesus and how he felt when he found out that Jesus wasn't going to take Rome out. But back to the original thought...that being that...

these men weren't known for their eloquence. Peter usually spoke before he thought. John and James fought about sitting at the right and left hand of Jesus in Heaven. Matthew was a tax collector. (He probably wasn't looked upon with favor). Nathanael was known for his honesty. These men (and the others) were sent out to proclaim the kingdom of God.

Are you wondering what the whole point of this post is? Well, here it is:

God uses normal people.  

He uses fisherman and tax collectors and zealots and doctors (like Luke who wrote about this stuff : ) and carpenters and small-town girls like Mary. He uses shepherd boys and kings and little boys like Samuel. He uses those who choose to make themselves available to Him. He uses those who chose to deny themselves and take up their cross and follow Him. 

So, friend. Are you going to let Him use you? Are you going to let Him do something amazing through you? Or are you going to just sit back and let life completely pass you by and never do anything with your life? 

It's not all sunshine and roses. Following Him is tough. It gets hard. He lets us know that. He didn't beat around the bush. He told us we would be hated by men for His name. 

But...would you rather men hate you, or God be disappointed that you didn't let Him use you? 

As for me, I think I know what I'm going to choose.