Many won’t find this surprising, but I find myself connecting to the Swallow in Aesop’s fable. Her strength, wisdom, and conviction are something that this creature has practiced and perfected over the latter part of her life. I give God praise for the Spiritual wisdom that has taught me His truth and His mercy. It is not I who speaks on my behalf but the Holy Spirit that does so. So many times men and women have persecuted me for my Godly boldness in conversation but to say that I am the speaker at these trials would be a lie.
I do not wish to speak majority of the time but would rather spend it in prayer and supplication with the Lord. When I do go out, however, and try to spread the good news of our Lord Jesus Christ, I suffer persecution for the Lord’s sake, and get called ugly things like a heretic and a false saint. This is not so. I know my place in the church is to be a part of the congregation and a faithful church member. God forbid that I would ever step up to the pulpit and deliver a message. But when I am on my pilgrimages, if the conversation happens to turn towards my God, Jesus Christ, I am always happy to speak on His goodness.
For God Himself came to me in a vision and told me to spread the good news and testimony of His Son, Jesus Christ. I wholly support the priests and church elders who preach the gospel but no one can tell people what the Lord did for me, but me. Who else can give my testimony? Who else can tell how the Lord delivered this creature from darkness? If not me, then who?
I will gladly leave the preaching to the priests as I sit in reverence of his words, but if anyone does decide to ask me about my Savior, I’d be more than happy to oblige.