I don’t want to burst anyone’s bubble, but the reality is that not everyone who walks through the doors of a church is a disciple any more than walking into a garage makes you a mechanic. I remember speaking to a man who told me he had been pastoring for five years before he received Christ into his heart.

Wouldn’t it be great if Jesus kept us out of every storm? Wouldn’t it be wonderful that even when the economy tanks, we still have money? When everyone else is getting older, we still look and feel like a twenty-year-old? When the fires burn the neighborhood, our house is the one that is left standing?

Have you even been in a situation where something got ahold of you, or got in your spirit, and you just couldn’t seem to shake it? Someone said something, or someone did something that got under your skin, and you can’t seem to let it go.