A few months ago, the Detroit Metro region began a campaign to evangelize. I quickly got on board, it was an awesome idea. 2WordStory it was called, and everyone began choosing their own word. Some chose Hope? Hope. because before Jesus, they didn't have hope. When they discovered Jesus, they found the ultimate hope. As for me, I chose Fearless? Fearless. It seemed fitting. I had always been afraid of something and to say with God I am Fearless, it was perfect. Well, I did not get a fearless button however, but was given a Secure? Secure. button. This is where the story truly begins.
I've always known I was secure in Jesus. It's been told to me time and again. I've had Psalm 139 proclaimed over my life since the day I was born. Gradually it's been planted in my heart, but I've struggled with being secure--a lot.
I decided to wear my Secure? Secure. button on one day of ministry. We went on the subway, and it was going great. I saw one girl accept Christ, a number of the other missionaries were having amazing encounters, and yet for me, I kept getting rejected. It was becoming a frustration after the third time someone just looked away from me while smiling awkwardly. I walked over to my small group leader and told her how discouraged I was.
Within a few seconds, the subway stopped and let a whole new bunch of people on. This woman sat across from me. I barely smiled at her and asked how her day was. She said good, then asked how mine was. Immediately after she inquired about my button. "Uhhh, wait what?!" I told her what it was for, and how I wasn't from NYC but from Detroit. After explaining the button, I told her my story. I then asked her, "So, what's your story."
She didn't want to into detail, but she began with the past few days. She had to take a certain class for her profession, but she didn't have the money to. Needless to say, one thing after another and things kept falling through, friends disappointed her, but somehow it all was being taken care of. The money came through for the class, and she was just returning from it. But during, she didn't have money for lunch and didn't even think to bring some. Like a smile from God saying it'd be okay, she found three dollars in her jacket randomly.
When she shared with me, her words encouraged me so much. She loved Jesus, but wanted to grow more and felt like she was at a stand still. Before I left, I felt like I should give her my button. Which I did. "Remember, that you're always secure in Jesus. It doesn't matter where you are or what happens. Now go tell your story." Forever will I have that image burned in my head. Before it was just a button which reminded me, now it's a picture in my heart that can never go away. Through this, I know something was sealed in me--I am SECURE in Jesus. I will struggle from time to time, but I'm human. The important thing to remember is His word, and to never, ever look to any thing else for my security. Are you secure?
Romans 10:8-11
But what does it say? "The word is near you; it is in your mouth and in your heart," that is the word of faith we are proclaiming:
That if you confess with your mouth, "Jesus is Lord," and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.
For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified, and it is with your mouth that you confess and are saved.
As Scripture says, "Anyone who trusts in him will never be put to shame."
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