Thank you!

Today’s post is inspired by an old song,  ‘Thank you’ by Ray Boltz.

Take a listen and find below the lyrics.

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Today’s post is inspired by an old song, ‘Thank you’ by Ray Boltz.

Take a listen and find below the lyrics.

I dreamed I went to heaven
And you were there with me
We walked upon the streets of gold
Beside the crystal sea

We heard the angels singing
Then someone called your name
You turned and saw this young man
And he was smiling as he came

And he said, “Friend
You may not know me now”
And then he said, “But wait
You used to teach my Sunday School
When I was only eight”

“And every week you would say a prayer
Before the class would start
And one day when you said that prayer
I asked Jesus in my heart”

Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad you gave

Then another man stood before you
And said remember the time
A missionary came to your church
And his pictures made you cry

You didn’t have much money
But you gave it anyway
Jesus took the gift you gave
And that’s why I am here today

Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad you gave

One by one they came
Far as the eye could see
Each life somehow touched
By your generosity

Little things that you had done
Sacrifices made
Unnoticed on the earth
In heaven now proclaimed

And I know up in heaven
You’re not supposed to cry
But I am almost sure
There were tears in your eyes

As Jesus took your hand
And you stood before the Lord
He said, “My child look around you
Great is your reward”

Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am a life that was changed
Thank you for giving to the Lord
I am so glad you gave

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More than ever, listening to this song brought so many thoughts to me, thoughts that I would like to share very briefly as I believe the song has done more of the work than I could.

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We are typically blown away by the big ministers and huge ministries, intimidated sometimes by those with huge followings and fail to realize that God reckons with us one on one. That teacher in children’s church, that woman that volunteers her time to clean up when the service is over, the one that stays behind to listen to a crying distressed young woman, that young boy that takes interest in a poor boy and breaks social/class barriers. the little things count and like the song reveals, it would be most surprising what God accounts to us. We would be surprised what counts towards our treasures in heaven.

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It is the little things, that person whose meal you paid for in direct answer to prayer without even knowing, that person you minister to via dm on Twitter and or via a phone call and nobody ever sees and knows, that bus fare you paid for a stranded stranger, that person who is standing today because you listened without judging , someone who found Jesus because your life did the preaching, or someone who got saved because a long time ago you made time out to share the word.

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I’ve realized from studying the gospels that God requires us to minister in our little ways and I remember Matt. 25:34-36.

Then the King will say to those on His right, ‘Come, you who are blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me…

Kirk Franklin sang in his song, ‘The Last Jesus’, If I say I love Jesus, but You can’t see my Jesus, my words are empty, if they can’t see Jesus in me. No more excuses, I give myself away, because I may be the only Jesus they see

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Let’s just go out there and love people. If I love people and you love people amidst this cold, selfish world, we reflect the power of Christ in us. The gospel is more believable if we live it out one step at a time. I may not know all of the scriptures but what difference it would make to have people testify of the little things I did and how God worked through them to change their lives. I want to love and reach out as much as Christ enables me to. Let someone’s life be different because of me, it may be because I took time out to pray, to reach out (infact the person may not even know that I prayed) but just giving to the Lord could change a life. That blog of yours that you think no one is reading, those tweets that don’t get RT’d, you have no idea what lives God is changing through them.

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My aunt met a young man in Lagos 4 years ago, she didn’t recognize him but she led him to Christ during Rural Rugged during her Youth Service in Maiduguri 12 years earlier. He recognized her and was so glad to see her. Some years ago, on one of the outreach missions, my pastor had to pay bond redemption to a brothel manager to get a young teenager free of the shackles of prostitution. Believe me, for her that was more Jesus than she would have heard from the words of a sermon. That in itself was such a reflection of Christ’s redemption power, the act changed her life. Someone’s rent is due and it may just be about the cost of your random lunch date. Paying that rent/bill  may be all it takes for him/her to believe in Jesus. The ability of Christ to move through me to bless others, that is the resurrection power right there. It is amazing the Jesus people see in their needs being met, in their lives being changed… and like the song says “… Little things that you had done, Sacrifices made, unnoticed on the earth, in heaven now proclaimed”

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I hope this blessed and encouraged you as it did me.

Thank you for giving to the Lord in your own way…there are lives being changed.


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