Awaiting God's Anointed

I'm looking for my Elijah. I'm looking for the one who is going to extend to me the opportunity to learn, to create, to mold, to shape, to analyze, to embrace, to encourage, to become something greater in ministry to God's people. If you're out there Elijah, I'm going to the field to wait for you. I'll be plowing until then because according to the story, you have to come to me; I can't chase after you.

by Neil Brown

Elisha chased after Elijah. I suppose that he sat at his feet on every occasion that he could. He would make plans and change them at the last minute knowing that Elijah would be somewhere and that he would have access to the Man of God. He was excited about this guy who had now become his measuring stick. He measured himself against his character. He measured himself against his integrity. He measured himself against his prayer life. He measured himself against his accomplishments. He measured himself. He wanted to attain “the standard".

He must have figured that even if this guy never pays any attention to me, I have to be somewhere near him. I have to be close to this. This is what happens when you happen to run across someone who operates with direction in his life. You become engrossed in wanting to know how he achieved it. He passes his mantle to you and doesn't even know it. He passes a glimpse of could be when he passes his mantle. It wasn't just the touch that made you curious, it was the touch that convinces you that you lived in mediocrity too long. So that job that you've held for so long, that sure thing no longer is enough when you know that greatness awaits you.

And so that plow you used to put your hand on is not what you want you want your hand on anymore. You have to make a conscious decision to sacrifice the thing that is working for you. It's steady, it's real, it's something that feeds others, it's what others live off of. Elisha goes back and kills the oxen. He uses the wood from the plow to make an altar. He throws a good ole-fashioned bar-b-que. And with a strike of a match, he torches the sure thing. I'm looking for the one who's going to make me burn everything. Sever all attachments so I can't go back. Make me take the attitude that this ain't got no choice but to work in my life because I refuse to see a new future, a new dream, a new possibility, a new potential and live in it. I want what I saw!

I want what I felt when he passed his mantle to me. I'm looking for the guy who is going to extend to me opportunity to learn, to create, to mold, to shape, to analyze, to embrace, to encourage, to become something greater in ministry to God's people. I'm looking for my Elijah... If you're out there Elijah, I'm going to the field to wait for you. I'll be plowing until then because according to the story, you have to come to me; I can't chase after you.

Neil M. Brown
30 January 2004
holla@neilbrown.org
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