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codyjefferson@IG

THE UNSEEN AGONY

OF ANNOINTING.

"Jeremiah was anointed in the womb.

But his reward?

Mocked.

Beaten.

Thrown into a pit. 

Called the "weeping prophet."

He carried words 

that burned inside him.....

Words no one wanted to hear.

Ever feel like obedience 

made you lonelier, 

not stronger?

That's the oil; 

It will cost you your reputation.

Hosea's whole life 

became a sermon.

God told him to marry a woman 

who would break his heart 

again and again.

Why?

To show Israel His covenant love.

Imagine the whispers, 

the humiliation, the ache.

His marriage was his ministry.

His pain was his pulpit.

Ever felt like your personal life 

became collateral for your calling?

That's the oil;

It will cost you your pride.

Ezekiel was called a watchman.

But his ministry?

Laying on his side for 390 days.

To eat food baked over dung.

To act out sermons no one respected.

Ever feel like God asked you to do something 

that made no sense and cost you credibility?

That's the oil;

It will cost you 

your comfort.

John wasn't polished. 

He was peculiar.

Filled with the Spirit from the womb.

His pulpit? The wilderness.

His diet? Locusts and honey.

His message? 

Repent or perish.

And his "thank you"? 

Beheaded in a prison cell.

Ever felt like 

your obedience 

took you further 

from influence instead of closer?

That's the oil; 

It will cost you your safety.

Paul's anointing 

didn't look like influence...

It looked like lashes, 

prisons, and shipwrecks.

He wrote letters 

that shaped eternity... 

while chained in cells 

nobody visited.

Ever feel like your greatest work 

is being forged in a season nobody sees?

Or like your greatest assignment 

is being fulfilled in the very place 

that's breaking you?

That's the oil;

It will cost you your body.

Mary shattered her alabaster jar: 

a year's wages, gone in seconds.

The room called it reckless. 

Wasteful. Embarrassing.

But Jesus said, 

"She has done a beautiful thing for Me."

True anointing 

will always offend the practical, 

because the world measures 

cost in money.... 

but Heaven measures cost 

in devotion.

Ever felt mocked 

for loving God 

with a kind of abandon 

that made others uncomfortable?

(NOT MY PROBLEM!)

That's the oil; 

It will cost you your treasure, 

your logic, and your reputation.

Job didn't just lose wealth.

He buried children.

Buried health.

Buried reputation.

His friends accused him. 

His wife told him to curse God.

But in ashes, he whispered, 

"Though He slay me, 

yet will I trust Him."

(Would you say that

and believe it to be true?

If you cant even believe 

Gods word while in comfort?

You will never know

till that day comes.

Anybody can have faith

in comfort.

Show me something...)

Ever felt like God 

stripped away everything secure, 

leaving you with nothing but faith?

(Where else you gonna go?

When you aint got no place

to go to?)

That's the oil;

It will cost you your security.

Stephen's sermon 

cut through 

hardened hearts, 

and they silenced him 

with stones.

As his body broke, 

his face still shone 

like an angel.

And with his final breath, 

he forgave.

This is the paradox of anointing: 

Heaven shines brightest 

as earth strikes hardest.

Ever felt like 

obedience 

might cost you 

not just your platform, 

but your very life?

That's the oil;

It will cost you everything.

So before you ask 

for the oil...

Count the cost.

Because it will strip you 

like Jeremiah.

Humble you like Hosea.

Crush you like Ezekiel.

Break your body like Paul.

Empty your treasure like Mary.

Shatter your security like Job.

And even demand your life 

like Stephen.

But the crushing is not the end.

It's the confirmation.

This is 

the unseen agony 

of anointing.

I heard somebody say yesterday:

"You cant kill martyrdom."

YOU READY TO DIE?

FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE?

Cause me and honey

have been ready 

for a good while now.

Keep throwing stones at us.

And we will just build mansions 

in heaven with em.

Promise...