One aspect of God's Kingdom is unpredictability. Not knowing where you end up when you travel with Jesus. Let me share a crazy story with you...
I was on an evening flight from Bergen to Oslo (two cities in Norway). Because it was Winter time, it was dark outside. Now and then you could see a little light far away on the ground. The flight goes smoothly, until halfway suddenly a flash of revelation hits me, that soon turns into a conviction: I'm not supposed to go to Oslo, but to Trondheim, a city 500 kilometers up north! I immediately realise that God is speaking to me, and that He might have some sort of assignment for me in Trondheim. I make up my mind to check possible add-on flights from Oslo to Trondheim, as soon as I touch down.
It's strange, but the conviction that I need to go to Trondheim doesn't leave me - it gets stronger and stronger. At some point my heart beats like crazy in my chest, and I can no longer suppress the inner *knowing-without-doubt* that I'm supposed to go to Trondheim NOW.
I know this is a stupid idea. Nevertheless I muster all boldness I can find and signal the stewardess. "Sorry to bother you, but I need to go to Trondheim!" "Then you're on the wrong flight, Sir. We're going to Oslo. But when we land in Oslo, you might be able to find a flight to Trondheim." Yes, that's common sense, isn't it - except when God is speaking, and you know He's leaving no room for postponement. So I say: "Listen, this is not just some joke. It's a God thing! God himself is telling me to go to Trondheim NOW. Don't you understand?" She looks at me like I'm some nutcake from a different planet. This is getting pretty embarrassing. But I'm so heavily (and heavenly) convicted that I don't really care, and won't let go. Like a pitbull I'm talking in to her, until she decides to get the captain to settle this 'problem'.
When the captain arrives, I tell him the same story. He looks penetratingly at me and says: "Sir, what do you think? This is a regular flight from Bergen to Oslo! I'm sorry you got on the wrong plane, but you'll have to wait until we get in Oslo to transfer to a flight to Trondheim." I reply, feeling quite ridiculous by now: "I understand your position, but try to see the bigger perspective: God - you know, THE God who created heaven and earth, including you and me - tells me to go to Trondheim NOW! I cannot postpone it, I have to go there NOW. He wants to move in that city!" With everything in me I press the captain to forget about Oslo and fly to Trondheim instead. At some point he gets so tired of me, that he breaks off the interaction and goes back to his cockpit.
It doesn't take long before I notice the plane is slowly taking a turn to the left, and changing course. After 40 minutes or so the stewardess comes up to me and says: "Sir, could you follow me, please?" I follow her to the back side of the airplane. There she suddenly opens a door in the floor, hands me a parachute and says: "Sir, here is Trondheim!" I look into the deep black hole below, and suddenly I question my previously unshakable conviction. I look at her with an expression that says: "I'm not quite sure anymore whether I really should go to Trondheim..." But I don't think too long, take the parachute, fasten it tightly, and jump...
And then I woke up.
And I knew God was speaking to me.
"You may think your life is like a regular airline going from A to B, but do I have permission to interrupt your life and change course? Are you willing to be led by my Spirit, also when the assignment is humanly speaking ridiculous? Are you willing to get out of your comfort-zone in order see to my Kingdom come to unexpected places?"
I believe we're entering a season where words of God can no longer be put on the shelf or pondered on for ages. When He is speaking to us, there are times that we *know* we have to obey immediately, no matter what other people may think. It may be a man from Macedonia calling us over. Or it may the Spirit telling us: "No, you should not take this job." Fast obedience may cost something, but we will also see more of God. And I rather have the adventure of jumping out of an airplane (although I'm scared to jump off from anything higher than myself), then have a predictable life on a regular flight from A to B. How about you?
Today my Finnish friend Jussi mailed me some thoughts that are more or less in the same line.