So Worth It

I was out running the other day and was thinking about when Jeremiah was called by God to be a prophet. Jeremiah didn’t want to be a prophet because he felt too young and that no one would listen to him. Then God told him not to be afraid, and He reached out his hand and touched Jeremiah’s mouth and said, “Now, I have put my words into your mouth. I appoint you over nations to uproot and tear down, to destroy and overthrow to build and to plant.” Pretty wild, eh? Can you imagine God touching your lips and then telling you that you would take down nations?


Then I thought of Isaiah and how he was commissioned to prophesy after a seraph in a vision touched his lips with burning coal to remove his guilt and atone his sin.


I kept thinking, that would be so cool to have God touch my lips…or some sign to keep me going …a validation for all the scripture I read and then try to share, and apply to everyday life…it sometimes feels like a burden, even though it’s a burden I love. I know full well that it separates me from many.


So I was running along trying to picture what kind of hands God has, and what would it be like to see them, when all the sudden I got this vision of the most beautiful, full, perfectly shaped, sexy, lick-able, masculine, soft, lips I have ever seen. They were exquisite.



And they pressed against my mouth. I felt like a breeze or something wrapping around me. And it was amazing. I had to stop in my tracks. I was sobbing and laughing all in the same breath. It was so wild and so strong.


Just that little glimpse makes it all worth it. So worth it.