My unsaved family and friends have always been heavy on my heart and today God asked me, "How important are they really to you? What are you willing to do about it?" I didn't know how to answer.

I read Deut. 9:1-21. Moses had just spent 40 days and nights fasting with the Lord on the mountain when he recieved the 10 commandments. Then he came down only to find the people even more wicked than before, golden calf and all. I'm sure part of him was furious. There he was sacrificing himself, intereceding for them for the last month and a half with no food or water, and they could care less. Clearly he was furious. He broke the two tablets right in front of their eyes. Yet, even with his anger toward them, he truly loved all those people. He knew God's anger toward them. God wanted to completely destroy them. So what does Moses do? He does it all over again. He layed prostrate on the ground for 40 days and nights, with out food or drink, to intercede for these people. He pleaded with God, reminding Him of all He'd done for them so far, the promises He'd made them and the righteousness of their ancestors, asking Him to have mercy on them. And God listened to Moses and honored his request.

He layed prostrate and fasted for 40 days. Moses loved these people so much, and he dedicated himself to their salvation. How convicting... I'm lucky if I remember to pray for those people in my life. It's not that they aren't important to me... but are they really? Do I care enough to dedicate my efforts, prayers, and time to intereceding for their salvation? It doesn't seem like it. But prayerfully I can get there.

John 16:24
Until now you have asked nothing in my name. Ask, and you will recieve, that your joy may be full.




Tayonce. HEEEEEYYY.