“Rejoice with me”

Enthusiasm’s contagious!  Isn’t it interesting how quickly our mood or emotions can change by being around someone who’s enthused about something? Or, someone who’s elated over accomplishing some great thing? It’s kind of like the bible verses in Luke 15:

8 Either what woman having ten pieces of silver, if she lose one piece, doth not light a candle, and sweep the house, and seek diligently till she find it?
9 And when she hath found it, she calleth her friends and her neighbours together, saying, Rejoice with me; for I have found the piece which I had lost.

I just got off the phone with my brother… he didn’t need to say: Rejoice with me!  It was in his voice, though, and the words couldn’t come tumbling out fast enough when he was telling me of his new job — every sentence as if to say: Rejoice with me!

I think of this sort of rejoicing from time to time.  I think of this sort rejoicing when talking with a loved one a long distance away.  I think of it when I pray for my family… when I pray for friends… when I pray for people who’ve lost their way — or never knew.

Another few verses (Again, Luke 15):
4  What man of you, having an hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is lost, until he find it?
5  And when he hath found it, he layeth it on his shoulders, rejoicing.
6  And when he cometh home, he calleth together his friends and neighbours, saying unto them, Rejoice with me; for I have found my sheep which was lost.
7  I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need no repentance.

Think of the enthusiasm in heaven!  Because I have a page on our website dedicated to Prodigals and Waywards, I receive mail from mothers and dads who are grieving the lostness of their children.  I marvel that there’s not more grief in the church over the lost sheep — it is grievous, really.  But it seems our politically correct society even infiltrates the church and no one seems to want to offend anyone.  Imagine: hell will surely be filled with unoffended souls — for we already see the church is filled with presently unoffended, unaffected and ineffective souls. Is it because we haven’t told the Truth?  Is it that we’re too ashamed to speak the Truth plainly?  Hell will be filled with the souls we were too afraid to touch… too afraid to offend… too afraid to talk to… too afraid to say, Rejoice with me!

Be enthusiastic about the Lord!  Tell others what you’ve seen!  You’ll be a true and faithful witness!  Try it: Stand up for Jesus: Say, Come and See!  I know I was blind but now I see!  Rejoice with me!