Ok, I’m going to admit that I’m a little weird (some might say a lot weird), but I love crime shows and movies. There’s always a long list of suspects and witnesses that has to be put together. The legal authority has to interview people to find out what they know and if they witnessed anything to eliminate them from the suspect list or gather the information to give them good leads. I’m always listening to the witnesses and trying to figure out who might have done the crime.
A witness is a person that has seen or has proof of an event that has taken place. It’s typically a crime or an accident. I’ve witnessed a couple of accidents in my lifetime.
Can we rely on everyone’s word as a witness? No, because not everyone is a good witness. Some have their own agenda and can distort the truth.
“A false witness will not go unpunished, and he who breathes out lies will perish”(Prov 19:9 ESV).
We have to know Abba’s word and have an intimate relationship with Him. Prayerfully, with the guidance of the Holy Spirit, we will be able to discern a false witness.
It got me to thinking, and I had to ask myself, “What kind of witness am I?” Do I pay attention to ALL of the Father’s details? Can people tell that I’m set apart and different? Does my exterior reflect the interior? I have so much room for improvement. The Father is still molding me into His image. I’m a witness in my own life of the miracles, answered prayers, and blessings of Abba. It’s by His grace and mercy that I’ve been snatched out of the jaws of death spiritually.
I’m a witness to the battles that Abba has won for me. HE. Was. There. I can see His hand all over my life. HE. Was. There. He was working even when I laid in ruins. HE. Was. There. He is my portion since I’m His heir, and I have an inheritance. I’m required, as His child, to be a witness of the love that He has for His children.
Our lives are a witness to Abba’s faithfulness. We have to be good, loyal, trustworthy, loving, kind, compassionate, and considerate to others. We may be the only witness that some people will ever see. Our worship and love for Abba should be evident. Our lives should look like a billboard or flashing neon sign on the side of the road that stands out for all to see. I want my own life as a witness of my love for my Father to shine so bright that I look like a 1000-watt lightning bug.
“If we accept human witness, God’s witness is stronger, because it is the witness which God has given about his Son”(1 John 5:9 CJB).
Yeshua/Jesus is Abba’s ultimate witness of life through salvation. Abba sent His only son to bring healing not only physically, but to those sick of heart and without hope.
My mind always goes to the disciples and his followers who were firsthand witnesses of Yeshua’s life, death, burial, and resurrection. I can’t imagine their lives or thoughts as they witnessed the miracles he performed, and his teaching them how to love others. They were witnesses when they stood there watching Yeshua nailed to the stake with a crown of thorns that dug into his head as the blood oozed down the side of his face. They witnessed when his side was pierced. They were witnesses when they laid him in the tomb and rolled the stone in front of it. They were witnesses to his resurrection when he appeared to them, and he showed them his hands and feet. But even with all that they saw, Yeshua commanded them to witness to others to bring life and to go and tell of the good news of salvation.
I want to be a better witness today than I was yesterday, but a better one tomorrow. I fail miserably at times and fall on my face. Sometimes I actually wallow in the mud and have a pity party. It’s at these times that I’m disappointed in myself, but I can hear the Father’s voice whispering in my ear, “Get up, child, and take my hand”. I’ll get up and brush my knees off and take my Daddy’s hand. I’ll ask for His forgiveness. It’s then that I feel the warmth of His love like an old warm coat. It’s through my failures that I become a better witness.
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