“In the same way, was not even Rahab the prostitute considered righteous for what she did when she gave lodging to the spies and sent them off in a different direction?” James 2:25
I love the story of Rahab. While the story itself is in Joshua 2, I love this scripture in James where it says that she was considered righteous. Here was this woman living as a prostitute and God used her. He used her mightily in saving the lives of the spies who came to take stock in what they were up against. In the next chapter, after the spies go back to their people, God parts the waters again, this time the Jordan River, and, once again, the Israelites walk across on dry land. Rahab’s family was spared from death if they were inside her house because of what she had done and because she was considered righteous.
And she was a prostitute.
I don’t remember ever reading any further on the story except this verse in James where it says she was considered righteous. It does my heart good. Makes me so thankful for God’s plan and how much more He knows than I do.
I don’t know if you’ve every really noticed, but in the stories that we remember most in the Bible and the ones that we’re taught over and over and over again God didn’t call some spectacular person to do a mediocre job. The truth of it is is that He always called some awesomely mediocre person to do something incredible.
Makes me think that He might even be able to use me.
Let’s face it, I’m normal…at least my own version of normal. There’s nothing spectacular about me that makes me stand out in a crowd. When I sing, I sing most of the time on pitch, but nothing incredible about my voice. When I play my guitar, it’s just average and on the verge of being bad sometimes. When I sit down to write my blog posts, it’s just my average, everyday thoughts that sometime might strike a chord with one of you reading it. Maybe it won’t.
The thing that really gets me, though, is that even in all my normal-ness, my awesomely mediocre life is that God can still use me. My dream is that one day I’ll be like Rahab. Not the prostitute part, of course, but the part where God calls her righteous. This is Julie, the real estate agent. She lived a righteous life. I used her even when she was unusable. She was righteous in spite of herself. She was used by God.
That’s my desire. To be used by God.
I’ve started on a pretty big project recently. It’s crazy. It’s ridiculous. There’s no way in the world I should be doing anything like this…except the fact that I believe that for some reason God wants me to do this, and that He will use it. It’s even a little scary, so much so that I’m not going to go into any details about it yet. I’m not quite ready. Maybe in a month or six, I’ll let you know what I’m up to.
Seriously. It’s ridiculous.
I can’t deny the circumstances, though. Remember the dreams that I blogged about a while back? Yeah. Had another one. This one was incredibly clear to me even before I sent it to my friend, but I had to send it to her to see if she saw the same things that I did. She did.
So for now, I’m just going to leave you in the dark. Just know that I’m going to need your prayers through this. This is massively unknown territory for me. It’s always been something I’ve thought would be awesome to do, but actually doing it, and actually feeling like I was being led to do it is a whole other story.
I’m coveting your prayers during this time in crazy adventure. It’s encouraging that God can call a prostitute righteous, that He can use and adulterer and murderer and call him a man after His own heart, and that He can use me…even with my too-often prostitute heart.