Recently something shifted in my spirit. It was quiet—no thunder, no lightning—but it was undeniably God. He interrupted my comfort, my silence, my prayer… with five words that feel like fire under my skin:
“I am Jesus… now get up and go.” (Acts 9:5 AMP)
I don’t even know where to begin, Lord. You’ve been pressing that verse on my heart all week. It’s been waking me up at 3AM. I’ve read it before, studied it, even quoted it. But this time it wasn’t just a story about Saul on the road to Damascus. This time, it was personal. Like… it was me lying there, blind, wrecked by Your holiness, trembling in the dust.
God, You called Saul by name. You stopped him mid-mission and gave him a brand new one. And You didn’t even explain everything right away. You just told him to “get up and go into the city”—and he obeyed, even though he couldn’t see.
Why does obedience feel so risky sometimes?
Why is comfort so seductive when calling is so clear?
I sat in my room tonight with worship music playing, tears falling down my face, Bible in my lap… feeling You. Feeling You so close I didn’t want to move. That mountain top moment—you were there, like You were with Peter, James, and John when You transfigured before them.
But like them, I have to come back down.
The mountaintop is beautiful, Jesus. I love the clarity, the closeness, the holy hush of it all. But the valley is where the work is. And You didn’t save me so I could sit. You saved me so I could serve. You called me not just to be comforted but to carry something—Your truth, Your gospel, Your name.
God, I’m scared sometimes. I won’t lie.
There are days I feel like Saul—wrecked, confused, unqualified. I’ve messed up. I’ve doubted. I’ve let my fear speak louder than my faith. I’ve avoided people You sent me to love. I’ve chosen silence over truth. I’ve sat in the rocking chair of comfort when You were saying, “Get up and go.”
But tonight You shook me.
You reminded me: You don’t call the qualified, You qualify the called.
And I am called.
Just like You told Saul, You’re telling me:
“I am Jesus…”
That’s it. That’s the authority. That’s the reason. That’s all I need to hear.
Not explanations. Not blueprints.
Just You.
You don’t owe me clarity. You’ve already given me the cross. That should be enough.
God, I don’t want to just talk about You—I want to walk with You. I want to move when You say move, even if I’m trembling. Even if I’m blind to what’s next.
I want to obey You without delay.
I’m done waiting for the “right moment.”
You are the moment.
I’m done acting like faith is a feeling.
Faith is movement. Faith is steps. Faith is getting up and going when You say so.
Jesus…
My Jesus.
I kneel in this quiet moment knowing You’re calling me higher and deeper. I know this fire in my chest isn’t hype, it’s Holy Spirit conviction. Don’t let me sit here any longer, playing it safe, praying for signs, waiting for ease. Let me trust You like Saul did. Let me get up blind but bold, broken but obedient.
Forgive me for loving comfort more than calling.
Forgive me for hoarding the mountaintop when You’ve called me to the mission field.
Fill me with courage, God.
Let me be a woman of action, not just emotion.
Let me carry Your name, even when it costs me mine.
Give me eyes to see the hurting, hands to heal, and a voice that doesn’t shrink back from the truth.
Let me not just be changed by You—let me be used by You.
In Jesus’ name,
Amen.
Scriptures I’m Holding On To Tonight:
Acts 9:5 (AMP) – And Saul said, “Who are You, Lord?” And He answered, “I am Jesus whom you are persecuting.
Matthew 17:1-9 – The transfiguration – “It is good for us to be here…”
Isaiah 6:8 – “Here I am. Send me!”
Luke 9:23 – “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me.”
2 Timothy 1:7 – “For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.”
I know tomorrow I’ll have to step back into hard places, hard conversations, and hard obedience. But tonight I’ve been reminded: He is Jesus. That’s enough.
So I will get up and go.
Not perfectly. Not always confidently.
But always with Him.
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Comfort is seductive because it offers the trap of solace. Doing is risk. Doing is walking through a forest lit only by moonlight.
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Now that is positive. When God sees you through Christ’s robe of righteousness there is no need to dwell on obvious human weskness as He is still working on us and the way we think and act and will have to do so for the rest of our life but He loves working with us in that sanctification process. When we continue to focus on our unworthiness it acknowledges satan is a winner when in actuall fact he was defeated at the cross. His current accusations against us are just his last efforts to convince us we are lost and that shows a distrust of God if we buy his arguments. He will soon be bought to justice. We have to remember a church is not a club for saints but a hospital for sinners where the Great Physician helps us get to optimum health spiritually over our life span.
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This fire in your words, sister! You absolutely nailed the call to “get up and go.” Your honesty about fear and comfort, yet choosing obedience, is a powerful tremor. Thank you for this brave, truth-filled movement. It’s enough!
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Wonderful!
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Yes the genuine love of Jesus for his constant concern and care for us as we face this lifes complexities prompts us into wanting to do things for Him. We don’t get our salvation by our works but our works are just an evidence of our salvation.
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You made me remember of the many times I also humbled myself before God, and to actually do what he told me to do. I’m thinking now of the call to leave everything behind, take up my cross, and to follow Jesus. I was at a mobile home I jointly owned with my Mom. I packed a very small carry bag like 1/7th of a backpack. Just enough for important documents, deodorant, wash rag, small towel, tooth brush, tooth paste, toilet paper, 1 new T-shirt, and underwear. I emptied my pockets of all cash, credit cards, coins, and keys. Left them in the mobile home, locking the door, and walking away. Hitch hiking to Daytona Beach, and spending 4 months completely homeless. Father God protected me, including from a serial killer saying he would murder me (one of the people who gave me a ride as I hitch hiked). Father delivered me from them all, and all accidents. I endured persecution 10 times worse for just being homeless, than for being a street preacher. Anyways the point is that the pep talks we give ourself are nothing unless we actually act it out. If I was able to survive something like that at 59 years of age and in very poor health, then young healthy people can do anything. I know I did when I was young, travelling the world with a back pack and a suitcase, living by faith with no supporters. Later living in a small Ford Escort car and tents I had. Jesus Christ will truly meet and transform the people who really, truly, obey his commands to be his disciple. Not like a man I met claiming he had left everything to follow Jesus. I questioned him on it. He said he did that by going to Baptist College for four years. It only takes reading Matthew, Mark, Luke, John, Acts – to see what Jesus meant when he told all disciples to leave everything and everyone to follow him. I do admire and enjoy your courage, boldness, zeal, inner fire, seriousness, and preaching Miss Christian Nerd. Keep up the good work.
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