Or maybe I am. I never thought that I had much in common with people who worship for hours unceasing…and speak or chatter in unintelligible (to me at least) sounds… or dance around and wave their hands or fall on the ground and lay prostrate on the floor.
But you know me…I am all about what a word means…so before I decided to say that I am not Charismatic, I thought I should look it up.
First before I tell you what I found for a definition I will tell you that I found myself working this summer at a Charismatic Camp for a week. I thought that it was a non-denominational church camp held at a Methodist Camp…and it was. But it was also Charismatic.
And then yesterday I went to a Weekly Bible Study that has been going on for more than 30 years with a lady from my church and yes…some of the same women from my summer camp experience. It was a Charismatic Bible Study.
There was dancing and singing and Bible Study and lots of prayer.
I feel pretty certain that is why I was there…because God knows that I need more people in my life that believe in the Power of Prayer.
This is an important part of my message today because it will be mentioned again a little later in this writing. During one of the prayers one of the ladies said, “Let the Mind of Christ be My Mind”. Removing all carnal thoughts and unforgiving thoughts and unpleasant thoughts. Not just a prayer for God to help me think LIKE Jesus…But a prayer for God to make Christ’s mind actually my mind. Wow. That is a shift from an old way to a new way. A radical shift.
One of the ladies behind me was explaining to another lady that the reason I wasn’t dancing or swaying or singing inspired worship phrases at the end of the corporate song was because I am “Lutheran”. I knew the lady who said it and turned around and explained indeed I am not Lutheran. I really do not consider myself a follower of any denomination. And she read my mind when she said, “You are a Christian!” Yes, I am.
The songs would go on after the “official words” had ended with each person softly singing whatever praise was coming to them or through them. I had words and sounds and songs come to me too…but I was mostly still and quiet. I mostly had my eyes closed. What could have been a cacophony was actually a euphony… as I listened I could imagine that must be how heaven must sound with choirs of angels singing praises everywhere.
Besides myself there were two other ladies who were “new”. One was a friend visiting. At one point she leaned over to me and said that we seemed to be out of our element. I actually was really loving the experience…I just worship differently. I am still and quiet and I cry and smile a lot. I guess it comes from Thankfulness.
The other new woman found the group to be prayed over. She had been there before…once with her mother when she was 4. The last time she had been there she had been sick with an ear ache and a fever. The group had prayed for her then and she was healed. This time she had come for another type of healing…a heart healing. God is good and I believe that she found it.
So…Charismatic…me? Hhhmmmm. Well this is the definition and the quick Wikipedia explanation I found:
“The term charisma ; pl. charismata, adj. charismatic) has two senses: (1) compelling attractiveness or charm that can inspire devotion in others, (2) a divinely conferred power or talent
The English term charisma is from the Greek χάρισμα khárisma, which means “favor freely given” or “gift of grace”. The term and its pluralχαρίσματα (charismata) derive from χάρις (charis), which means “grace”. “
People…I just wrote about this in my last blog. About God’s Grace…His freely given gift to us. And here it is again.
And that is not all…Oh no! And that is not all.
I almost didn’t go to the Bible Study. I was very tempted to try to get out of it. The day was ABSOLUTELY gorgeous and I am a lover of the outside. I knew that the meeting could go on for quite a while and I didn’t want to be stuck inside. “And besides” the voice inside of my head tried to convince me “If I go outside that is where I like most to spend time with God!” True. But believers must have each other. We are all a small hot coal alone but joined together and fanning one another we can become a roaring fire. We can be a little light and a little heat when alone…but really just enough for our own self. But what would happen if all believers actually came together in agreement and with the purpose of letting the Mind of Christ be each of our mind…and in prayer we fervently prayed for this world? I want to know what would happen. The world would be changed…and that is scary for some people to think about.
And I almost didn’t go to Bible study because of the “Mommy Guilt” that I have a teenager who procrastinated getting his summer reading done. Truly, the Essays he has been assigned are VERY difficult to read and critique … Like Graduate Student in English type of tough. There are words I don’t know or can’t even pronounce! So, I was (and am still) helping him.
And I am a snob. I am an “opposite snob” I suppose…but I am judgmental of wealth. It isn’t that I think wealth in itself is wrong…I just have a problem with seeing it displayed in houses and cars and expensive clothes and jewelry…and the neighborhood where the Bible Study is held happens to be the finest and most affluent in town.
But none of those things dissuaded me …Praise God.
And when I got home yesterday afternoon my husband began to tell me about his day.
He happened into a store owned by an African woman. There was no one else in the store at that time so she began to talk with him. she told him that she was a missionary and a Prophet. She asked him if she could pray for him.
OK…let’s go back a step. Remember when I said the lady at the Bible Study said “Let the Mind of Christ be My Mind.”? Well, when I heard her say that I was so moved by the words it actually seemed as though I froze for a minute and I said to myself…”I HAVEGOT to remember that. I HAVEGOT to pray that prayer daily over and over!” It seemed that important to me at the time…almost like the most important thing ever…almost like I had just been given a key to THE treasure.
But then I forget the words.
But guess what my husband told me that the African Prophet missionary prayed over him… “Let the Mind of Christ be My Mind. In the Name of Jesus.”
I know…chill bumps, right? And he actually wrote it down! And he also wrote down the other prayer that she told him to pray daily for our children:
“I cover you in the blood of Jesus and the fire of the Holy Spirit. No evil spirits will have dominion over your life.”
So, my friends, I share this with you…because it must be important.
I pray today that YOUR mind BE the mind of Christ. In the Name of Jesus.
And I cover YOU in the blood of Jesus and the fire of the Holy Spirit. No evil spirits will have dominion over YOUR life.
In Jesus name I pray.