2013, it's time to bid thee farewell. You've been a great one. In fact, I'd have to say one of the very best. During your twelve months, your 365 days, God has worked on my mind, heart, and life in ways that I never could have hoped for or fathomed. 2013, you were a year of truth and grace, life giving truth that made me realize just how much grace I need from myself, others, and which I'm given abundantly day after day by the Lord. I can only hope that the year to come will bring much more of the same.
Being the goal-oriented planner that I am, another year heralds an opportunity to make new resolutions and reach for greater heights. Books to read, Scripture to study, thoughts to journal, posts to write, moments to be thankful, and people to love (like the verb and not just the word); these are all on docket for 2014. I'm pretty excited about it, and I'll probably tell you more about it as the year rolls by. Clearly, I think resolutions and goals are great.....and I also think that they are ultimately ineffective. Before you call me confused and speaking nonsense, let me explain.
Why do we make resolutions?
We as human beings realize that we just simply aren't reaching our full potential. We want to be the best version, to prove to ourselves and those around us that we are valuable and worthy of time and attention. We believe we must earn it.
Why aren't resolutions good enough?
If I achieved infinite goals, lofty ones that took me to the highest mountain peaks or to the greatest extreme, I'm certain I'd find what I already know in my life. It's not good enough. It's never enough because there is always another step up, more to prove or achieve. Rather than reach the finish line and think, "I made it! Now I can just be.", we realize with disappointment that we're still flawed and in need of improvement. It seems that achievements no matter how great are always overshadowed by the realization that there is much brokenness and failure in our lives. It can become an exhausting and self-deprecating cycle.
Fear not. There's good news.
What's the alternative?
You're with me aren't you? If we're both being real with ourselves, I know you're with me on this one because you're a flawed human being just like I am. Now that we've broken down the facade and gotten real about the fact that resolutions and self fixes will never actually fix us, let's consider an alternative. In 2013, I've come to love even more something that I've known and embraced for a long time. Yes, God was really gracious to move it deeper into the intimate recesses of my heart and let me bask in it at a grander level: I'm not good enough, yet He has sent one Who is infinitely good enough so that I can be made perfect in Him. I can say that I make big mistakes and little mistakes and miss the mark for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God (Romans 3:23). I acknowledge my weakness so that I can see my need. Because of my sinfulness, God the Father sent His Son, Jesus Christ, to live a sinless life and to die on my behalf absorbing the wrath and punishment that I rightly deserved, for He loves me so (John 3:16). By placing my faith and life in Christ, I get the beautiful gift of union with Him. When God looks at me, He sees Jesus' perfection. It's unreal how amazing it is, but it is real! Thank you God that you are a God of truth and a God of great grace.
Why make resolutions?
So clearly I don't have to flounder in the fact that I'm not enough anymore. Jesus is mine, and I am His. My position as perfect in Christ is secure. However, this doesn't mean it's always apparent in my everyday life. With God residing within me in the person of the Holy Spirit, He is now working together with me throughout life to become more like Christ in practice. And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ (Philippians 1:6). Because of my thankfulness for His saving work, I'm going to take action in obedience to please Him. This doesn't earn me my salvation or make Him love me more. But an overflowing fountain from a grateful heart can't help but want to show it through action.
2014, you will be a year of more changes and goals so get ready. In 365 days, I hope I look more like Jesus than I do today. I will remember that resolutions are ineffective of themselves, but in context and paired with the perfection of my Savior, I can move forward in obedience, truth, and grace to love my God and those He has placed around me with greater intensity and completeness.
Truth. Grace. Jesus.
Happy New Year!
11.28.2013
Burdened by Abundance
In this Thanksgiving season, I have been thinking much about one word which really resonates with me: bountifully. I appreciate how a psalmist expresses gratitude: ...for the Lord has dealt bountifully with you (Psalm 116:7b). Yes, the Lord truly has dealt bountifully showering blessings upon me in so many arenas of life. I've been reminded recently that no matter how mediocre or even difficult we may consider a temporary circumstance, most American citizens are simply rolling in the dough and living the good life in comparison to the majority of individuals around the globe. We certainly have much for which we should offer thanks. Yet I believe that in such bounty, we must be cautious to guard our hearts and minds, for our accumulations can easily transform into burdens of abundance.
Things are just things, temporary and fleeting objects which we accumulate to fulfill our needs, our desires, our entertainment, our desired status positions, and a myriad of other purposes. Much of the time, this is quite fine until our sinful hearts get involved. To quote Mark Driscoll, "Idolatry is taking a good thing, making it a god thing and that's a bad thing." When a desire for more and more earthly things consume our hearts, our abundance truly does become burdensome. One can wear himself out in constant comparison with others or endless striving for more, more, more. But to what end? Our greed is a bottomless pit that will never be satisfied. During Jesus's earthly ministry, he preached to the people a message knowing that we could easily fall into the struggle and burden of abundance. Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth or rust destroy and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also (Matthew 6:19-21). I love this passage because it's clear that Jesus was not asking people to give it all up and be miserable, moping human beings. However, He was clearly more concerned about their heart condition and helped clarify the understanding that true blessing and wealth lies not in our earthly possessions but in a heavenly inheritance for those who trust in Him as their Savior. Truly, it's only when we loosen our grip on things of this earth and turn our eyes toward Him that we can even enjoy our current temporal blessings with the right attitude and view. For all we have is from God, and just as it has been given so can it be taken away. My heart cry becomes, "Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in your ways" (Psalm 119:37).
I think also of a familiar teaching of Jesus, the parable of the pearl of great price. The kingdom of heaven is like a treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field (Matthew 13:45-46). A man or woman living under the burden of abundance may discover the pearl of great price and be overjoyed to hear the beautiful truth that Jesus is the answer to our sinfulness and brokenness who has paid the price for sin and offers us eternal life in Him. And yet the ultimate treasure that He is, the pearl of greatest price, is too costly for him or her. How could one consider laying down all else in exchange for the Treasure of Christ? And yet look to the man in the parable; in his joy he took his abudance, his temporary fleeting abundance, and sold the bounty in exchange for not something but someOne far greater and more glorious.
On this Thanksgiving Day as we move into the Christmas season, may we have hearts full of gratitude for the way which we have bountifully been dealt with. Yet would you, with me, consider where your heart lies in regards to your earthly treasures? Do you live under a burden of abundance where you have allowed things to creep into a place of far too much importance? Have you let good things become god things that you worship instead of using them to point you back with a heart of joy to the Giver? When we look clear enough and hard enough if we're brave enough, it's sure to be an uncomfortable sight. Then throw off the burden and rest blessed in the right bounty, the abundant love and
grace we receive through Christ Jesus our Lord!
11.03.2013
Don't Miss the View
A chord of notes in harmony. A melding of complementary flavors. A sentence in a book that is beautifully crafted. There is no particular formula or criteria, but there are things in our lives that we know are simply at their best when we experience them. And fall, it seems to me, was at its absolute prime today. I was so blessed to enjoy its splendor when I went for a run this afternoon. As I took off at a leisurely pace, I adjusted the cord of my iPod, began listening to the music in my ears, and focused on my breathing. The air was crisp; it was an afternoon when the cool oxygen filling my lungs and the exertion of muscles in my body working to propel me forward made me feel especially alive. As I continued a piece down the path, I happened upon it. For yards and yards beyond me on my right, tree after tree leaned gracefully above me creating a canopy of the most vibrant, intense yellow. I thought of pictures I have seen and longed to enter, those with peaceful paths lined seemingly on and on by stately oaks or maples. Yet in that moment I had entered such a picture, and it was more magnificent than I could imagine. Lamenting that I had left my phone in the car and was thus unable to photograph the moment, I conceded that no angle or amount of pixels could truly capture the beauty I saw before me nor the joy that it brought. Instead, I feasted my eyes upon it and offered up a prayer of thankfulness for such extravagant beauty.
Thinking about this incredible sight, I have to wonder how many people missed on out it today. No doubt billions, for only a crowd of a few Indianapolis residents used that part of the trail. And even of those who shared the same path I traveled, many may have even failed to slow down or take note. And what of all those equally beautiful trees and individual leaves just a bit deeper in the woods that even I did not enjoy? Were they all for naught? There is an old philosophical question that goes, "If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around, does it make a sound?" Does the sound matter or exist if no living being is there to experience it? So it is with these little hidden gems, these leaves and plants and creatures and complex little critters tucked away where no human eye can admire. Is it a waste? No, I believe that the uncelebrated such as these which live, shine brightly, then are gone without the least notice are a reminder of how much greater is the love of our Creator for us, His most precious creation.
In the account of creation laid out in the book of Genesis, we learn that God first spoke into being the land and the water, the plants, the day and the night, the living creatures. And God saw that it was good. (Genesis 1:25) But He wasn't finished yet; He was ready for the final piece. So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. (Genesis 1:27) While He had commended His earlier work as good, at the end of this day God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good. (Genesis 1:31, emphasis mine) From the very start, our relationship with our Maker was meant to be distinctly different than that of the rest of creation. We can read on only a couple of chapters later and see how the perfect relationship between God and the man and woman was marred by human selfishness and sin. It's no secret that we've been experiencing and participating in the effects of the Fall ever since. I can truly identify with a phrase that the apostle Paul uses, that we are sinners, of whom I am the foremost. (1 Timothy) We serve a perfectly holy God, and even our most minute sins (not to mention the ones that stand out more clearly and boldly) are an offense against Him which deserve infinite judgement.
Let me take you back to the previous question about those little leaves. So what of those that vibrantly change colors and hang upon the branches with no eye to enjoy their brilliance? Are they a waste? This I do know, that if God would put such intricate detail and reflection of His glorious beauty into a hidden leaf, how much more does He love you and me? He shouldn't, for we absolutely don't deserve it even a little bit, but praise Him that He does! I love the beautiful picture that the Psalms give of the detail with which our Creator knows us, not at a distance but so intimately. For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb....My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately women in the depths of the earth. (Psalm 139: 13, 15)
Not only did He make us and does He knows us to such extravagant detail, but to an even greater degree does He love us. But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:8) Yes, even while we were His enemies in rebellion against Him in our sin, the Son came down and took on human form, lived a sinless life, and allowed Himself to be hung upon a cross. He suffered the wrath that I deserve, that you deserve, and He sacrificed Himself in our stead. Don't miss out on the fact that our sins deserved punishment, for they are a crime against the perfection of our God. He is a just God, and we must be thankful for He wouldn't be good if He were not. Our sins could not be excused or looked over; there was a great price to pay, and Jesus Christ paid it in full. He conquered death by rising again three days later, and He is now seated at the right hand of the Majesty on high. (Hebrews 1:3) This is the glorious, life shaking truth: Because of the work of Christ, all who call upon His Name in faith are saved. Realizing that I am broken, fallen, and can never make the cut on my own, I am united to Jesus, my Savior, by making Him Lord of my life and trusting in His work, not my own.
Don't pass by the trail with the glorious view, and don't walk down the path without looking up at the One above. He's glorious, He's majestic, He's more than words can say, and His love expressed through the work of Jesus shouts clearly what great depths He has gone to to bring us back to Him, to perfect joy and union with our Creator. Don't miss the experience; don't miss the view. It'll change you eternally.
Thinking about this incredible sight, I have to wonder how many people missed on out it today. No doubt billions, for only a crowd of a few Indianapolis residents used that part of the trail. And even of those who shared the same path I traveled, many may have even failed to slow down or take note. And what of all those equally beautiful trees and individual leaves just a bit deeper in the woods that even I did not enjoy? Were they all for naught? There is an old philosophical question that goes, "If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around, does it make a sound?" Does the sound matter or exist if no living being is there to experience it? So it is with these little hidden gems, these leaves and plants and creatures and complex little critters tucked away where no human eye can admire. Is it a waste? No, I believe that the uncelebrated such as these which live, shine brightly, then are gone without the least notice are a reminder of how much greater is the love of our Creator for us, His most precious creation.
In the account of creation laid out in the book of Genesis, we learn that God first spoke into being the land and the water, the plants, the day and the night, the living creatures. And God saw that it was good. (Genesis 1:25) But He wasn't finished yet; He was ready for the final piece. So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them. (Genesis 1:27) While He had commended His earlier work as good, at the end of this day God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good. (Genesis 1:31, emphasis mine) From the very start, our relationship with our Maker was meant to be distinctly different than that of the rest of creation. We can read on only a couple of chapters later and see how the perfect relationship between God and the man and woman was marred by human selfishness and sin. It's no secret that we've been experiencing and participating in the effects of the Fall ever since. I can truly identify with a phrase that the apostle Paul uses, that we are sinners, of whom I am the foremost. (1 Timothy) We serve a perfectly holy God, and even our most minute sins (not to mention the ones that stand out more clearly and boldly) are an offense against Him which deserve infinite judgement.
Let me take you back to the previous question about those little leaves. So what of those that vibrantly change colors and hang upon the branches with no eye to enjoy their brilliance? Are they a waste? This I do know, that if God would put such intricate detail and reflection of His glorious beauty into a hidden leaf, how much more does He love you and me? He shouldn't, for we absolutely don't deserve it even a little bit, but praise Him that He does! I love the beautiful picture that the Psalms give of the detail with which our Creator knows us, not at a distance but so intimately. For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb....My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately women in the depths of the earth. (Psalm 139: 13, 15)
Not only did He make us and does He knows us to such extravagant detail, but to an even greater degree does He love us. But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:8) Yes, even while we were His enemies in rebellion against Him in our sin, the Son came down and took on human form, lived a sinless life, and allowed Himself to be hung upon a cross. He suffered the wrath that I deserve, that you deserve, and He sacrificed Himself in our stead. Don't miss out on the fact that our sins deserved punishment, for they are a crime against the perfection of our God. He is a just God, and we must be thankful for He wouldn't be good if He were not. Our sins could not be excused or looked over; there was a great price to pay, and Jesus Christ paid it in full. He conquered death by rising again three days later, and He is now seated at the right hand of the Majesty on high. (Hebrews 1:3) This is the glorious, life shaking truth: Because of the work of Christ, all who call upon His Name in faith are saved. Realizing that I am broken, fallen, and can never make the cut on my own, I am united to Jesus, my Savior, by making Him Lord of my life and trusting in His work, not my own.
Don't pass by the trail with the glorious view, and don't walk down the path without looking up at the One above. He's glorious, He's majestic, He's more than words can say, and His love expressed through the work of Jesus shouts clearly what great depths He has gone to to bring us back to Him, to perfect joy and union with our Creator. Don't miss the experience; don't miss the view. It'll change you eternally.
10.27.2013
Fully Empty
I stood on the wobbly step stool while my friend Hope steadied it from below. Reaching up to the glass in front of me, I spritzed Windex across the pane and cleaned away the dirt, grime, and streaks from the window. "Thank you so much for doing that girls," the lovely lady from our church gratefully said handing us candy and homemade cookies to take on our way. "I have been wanting to clean that for such a long time and just couldn't reach it." Ms. B was a lovely woman to encounter this weekend during our cleanup morning, and I am thankful to her for reminding me that whether it be window wiping or trying to accomplish more monumental things in life, we can't do it from our own self-sufficiency. Oh yes we try like the little engine that could, chugging along and huffing, "I think I can. I think I can!" But when we get to the top of the hill and pull into the station, the cheering crowd may not even be there, or if they are, it turns out that it isn't as fulfilling as you'd hoped. Until we see life through the lens of Jesus' finished work on the cross and make Him our treasure, every striving and addition in our lives will lead to frustrated emptiness.
This reminds me of a passage I read recently in the book of Haggai. To give a bit of context, the Jews had returned to Jerusalem with a mission to rebuild the temple after many years of exile in Babylon. Although work had previously begun, resistance from adversaries halted the progress (see Ezra 4). Thus, the prophet Haggai spoke a message from God to His people calling them to return their eyes and lives to Him. This would be signified by less focus on the menial strivings of their daily lives and instead on rebuilding His temple where His glory and presence would reside among them. The prophet states, "Is it time for you yourselves to dwell in your paneled houses, while this house lies in ruins? Now, therefore, thus says the Lord of hosts: Consider your ways. You have sown much, and harvested little. You eat, but you never have enough; you drink, but you never have your fill. You clothe yourselves, but no one is warm. And he who earns wages does so to put them into a bag with holes. (Haggai 1:4-6)
Do you ever feel this way after all you've done is work, strive, fall down, pull yourself up by your bootstraps, and push onward? You've filled and filled and filled.......and it's meaninglessly empty. Like, these men and women over 2,500 years ago, I too can be guilty of this same error. Oh, I don't try to push God out of the way. No, I just keep inching up into the driver's seat beside Him and putting my hands on the wheel too. Of course He's driving, but I just have to get my hands in there to make minor adjustments where I see fit. It's as if I think that by thinking and trying hard enough, I can do it of my own accord. Oh Cassie, Cassie, Cassie. When will I ever learn? Again and again, I have to ask God to tear down the idol of self and to destroy it, decimate it, smash it to smithereens! I like what one of my favorite authors, Tim Keller, says about idols of the heart in his book Counterfeit Gods. "Idols cannot simply be removed. They must be replaced. If you only try to uproot them, they grow back; but they can be supplanted. By what? By God himself, of course. But by God we do not mean a general belief in his existence. Most people have that, yet their souls are riddled with idols. What we need is a living encounter with God."
If we, ourselves and efforts, are not enough and we need an encounter with a living God, where shall we seek? In the Old Testament time such as that of Haggai, the people built a temple so that through priests and mediators they could approach God. Church buildings are wonderful places, and I love mine very much, but now that Jesus has come it's just that, a building. We don't have to build a structure for Him to occupy, for we can look at the cross and shout out victoriously, "Christ has conquered death and paid the penalty for my broken sinfulness!" By embracing that we are fully empty in this world and calling in faith on the saving name of Jesus, we can be filled. They (and we) were eating yet hungry and drinking yet thirsty? Be filled with Jesus, the Bread of Life and the Living Water! We don't need a building, a mediator, or works for we can approach the throne of grace with confidence with one mediator between God and mankind, the man Jesus Christ (Hebrews 4:16, 1 Timothy 2:5). Set your eyes upon His perfect, finished work on behalf of sinners such as me and make Him your treasure. Let what was fully empty becoming overflowing with the greatest abundance and joy in all the earth!
This reminds me of a passage I read recently in the book of Haggai. To give a bit of context, the Jews had returned to Jerusalem with a mission to rebuild the temple after many years of exile in Babylon. Although work had previously begun, resistance from adversaries halted the progress (see Ezra 4). Thus, the prophet Haggai spoke a message from God to His people calling them to return their eyes and lives to Him. This would be signified by less focus on the menial strivings of their daily lives and instead on rebuilding His temple where His glory and presence would reside among them. The prophet states, "Is it time for you yourselves to dwell in your paneled houses, while this house lies in ruins? Now, therefore, thus says the Lord of hosts: Consider your ways. You have sown much, and harvested little. You eat, but you never have enough; you drink, but you never have your fill. You clothe yourselves, but no one is warm. And he who earns wages does so to put them into a bag with holes. (Haggai 1:4-6)
Do you ever feel this way after all you've done is work, strive, fall down, pull yourself up by your bootstraps, and push onward? You've filled and filled and filled.......and it's meaninglessly empty. Like, these men and women over 2,500 years ago, I too can be guilty of this same error. Oh, I don't try to push God out of the way. No, I just keep inching up into the driver's seat beside Him and putting my hands on the wheel too. Of course He's driving, but I just have to get my hands in there to make minor adjustments where I see fit. It's as if I think that by thinking and trying hard enough, I can do it of my own accord. Oh Cassie, Cassie, Cassie. When will I ever learn? Again and again, I have to ask God to tear down the idol of self and to destroy it, decimate it, smash it to smithereens! I like what one of my favorite authors, Tim Keller, says about idols of the heart in his book Counterfeit Gods. "Idols cannot simply be removed. They must be replaced. If you only try to uproot them, they grow back; but they can be supplanted. By what? By God himself, of course. But by God we do not mean a general belief in his existence. Most people have that, yet their souls are riddled with idols. What we need is a living encounter with God."
If we, ourselves and efforts, are not enough and we need an encounter with a living God, where shall we seek? In the Old Testament time such as that of Haggai, the people built a temple so that through priests and mediators they could approach God. Church buildings are wonderful places, and I love mine very much, but now that Jesus has come it's just that, a building. We don't have to build a structure for Him to occupy, for we can look at the cross and shout out victoriously, "Christ has conquered death and paid the penalty for my broken sinfulness!" By embracing that we are fully empty in this world and calling in faith on the saving name of Jesus, we can be filled. They (and we) were eating yet hungry and drinking yet thirsty? Be filled with Jesus, the Bread of Life and the Living Water! We don't need a building, a mediator, or works for we can approach the throne of grace with confidence with one mediator between God and mankind, the man Jesus Christ (Hebrews 4:16, 1 Timothy 2:5). Set your eyes upon His perfect, finished work on behalf of sinners such as me and make Him your treasure. Let what was fully empty becoming overflowing with the greatest abundance and joy in all the earth!
9.29.2013
Follow the Lead in Faith
I left the church from my brother and sister-in-law's wedding rehearsal on Friday evening following another couple who I had decided to carpool with to the rehearsal dinner downtown. As we made our way taking left and right turns here and there, I was careful to keep a close watch on their car in front of me. Although I knew the area, I was completely unaware how to make my way to their apartment complex where I would leave my car behind. When they turned, I turned. When they stopped, I stopped. They were my guide, and I was not going to lose sight of them. Nearing our destination, we went through a roundabout, and I was delayed by another vehicle. As I came around the curve, I looked around anxiously trying to determine which exit they had taken. "Where are they?" I asked myself knowing that a wrong turn could lead me in a mistaken direction. As I continued around, I thankfully spotted the tail lights of their car and accelerated to continue following. At the end of the book of Exodus, the Israelites too kept their eyes on their Guide careful to follow His leading as they moved forward. Having followed God's instructions to build a tabernacle, His presence came to dwell among them. Exodus 40:34, 36-37 explains that then the cloud covered the tent of meeting, and the glory of the Lord filled the tabernacle...Throughout all their journeys, whenever the cloud was taken up from over the tabernacle, the people of Israel would set out. But if the cloud was not taken up, they did not set out till the day that it was taken up. When He moved, they moved. When He stayed, they stayed. And although God's presence no longer takes the form of a cloud over the tabernacle, His Holy Spirit is present guiding my way today. As I continually strive to keep my eyes on Christ, God calls me to live a life of faith when called to move and equally when directed to wait on Him.
We must be filled with strong faith when God calls us to movement and action. I think of the words of Joshua from the Lord before God's people crossed into the Promised Land. Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. (Joshua 1:9) If He has called us and He is with us, what have we to fear? So too do we see this same confidence not in man's power but in God's faithfulness to deliver in the well known recounting of David and Goliath. Before going forward with only a sling and some mere stones, David confidently speaks His confidence in One who will conquer. And David said, "The Lord who delivered me from the paw of the lion and from the paw of the bear will deliver me from the hand of this Philistine." (1 Samuel 17:37a) Indeed, the Bible is filled with story after story of ordinary, broken people who God calls to move on His behalf and follow His leading. Hebrews Chapter 11, the "faith hall of fame", reminds us of many such who lived by faith, men and women like Noah, Abraham, Moses, Rahab, Samson, and Samuel. In our lives, when "the cloud lifts" and the Holy Spirit leads believers to take action, we too must have great faith as we step forward and obey. It may mean something as simple as sharing the glorious truth of Jesus with someone we encounter or much bigger steps like changing careers, moving, beginning or ending relationships, or even suffering on behalf of Jesus. Like the Israelites, in these defining moments may we set out knowing that God's very presence is close and intimate with us every second of the way.
While there are times in which looking to our Guide we are called to action, so too must we have great faith when the Lord commands us to pause and wait. The waiting seems safe enough, but it equally requires great faith in God because we must submit to and recognize His sovereignty and control rather than trying to make a plan and put it into place. Psalm 28:3 is great encouragement in such seasons. Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord. Just the wording of this verse proves how very difficult such patience can be. Why else would we be commanded to take courage as we wait on His leading? Yet as God takes me through seasons of pausing, seasons of quiet, and seasons of waiting, I must take courage not about my surroundings but concerning the work that He is doing within me. He's refining, He's sanctifying, He's breaking down every idol and concern sinfully taking His rightful place in my heart and life. Even more, I believe that He is protecting and paving a way so that when the cloud again lifts and He draws me to move, I will be better equipped for effectiveness all the while stepping into His plan for my future rather than my own. I may certainly know what I desire or want, but I trust that He knows even better. Tim Keller says it well in stating, "God will only give you what you would have asked for if you knew everything he knows." I acknowledge that I don't come even close to knowing a miniscule piece of the knowledge of God, and in faith I can trust that He is doing more than I can imagine or hope for. Romans 8:32 brings me great hope and peace. He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? Salvation through Jesus is the ultimate gift and focus of my life, one that can never be approached by any other blessing. Even still, I can look forward to His goodness knowing that a path marked by His leading will always be right where I want to be.
Going back to Exodus 40, these verses touch my heart so deeply. I want to live in such a way that my eyes are always on Jesus, setting out when He moves me and obediently waiting when He bids me pause. May we do it all in faith and obedience just as He exemplified for us in His death, burial, and resurrection, for the joy set before us and to bring always more glory to His great name! Stop and go, keep your eyes on Him, and follow the lead in faith.
*If you'd like to hear more on Exodus 40 which inspired this post, I recommend this excellent sermon from Pastor Mark at College Park Church: God Among His People
We must be filled with strong faith when God calls us to movement and action. I think of the words of Joshua from the Lord before God's people crossed into the Promised Land. Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. (Joshua 1:9) If He has called us and He is with us, what have we to fear? So too do we see this same confidence not in man's power but in God's faithfulness to deliver in the well known recounting of David and Goliath. Before going forward with only a sling and some mere stones, David confidently speaks His confidence in One who will conquer. And David said, "The Lord who delivered me from the paw of the lion and from the paw of the bear will deliver me from the hand of this Philistine." (1 Samuel 17:37a) Indeed, the Bible is filled with story after story of ordinary, broken people who God calls to move on His behalf and follow His leading. Hebrews Chapter 11, the "faith hall of fame", reminds us of many such who lived by faith, men and women like Noah, Abraham, Moses, Rahab, Samson, and Samuel. In our lives, when "the cloud lifts" and the Holy Spirit leads believers to take action, we too must have great faith as we step forward and obey. It may mean something as simple as sharing the glorious truth of Jesus with someone we encounter or much bigger steps like changing careers, moving, beginning or ending relationships, or even suffering on behalf of Jesus. Like the Israelites, in these defining moments may we set out knowing that God's very presence is close and intimate with us every second of the way.
While there are times in which looking to our Guide we are called to action, so too must we have great faith when the Lord commands us to pause and wait. The waiting seems safe enough, but it equally requires great faith in God because we must submit to and recognize His sovereignty and control rather than trying to make a plan and put it into place. Psalm 28:3 is great encouragement in such seasons. Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord. Just the wording of this verse proves how very difficult such patience can be. Why else would we be commanded to take courage as we wait on His leading? Yet as God takes me through seasons of pausing, seasons of quiet, and seasons of waiting, I must take courage not about my surroundings but concerning the work that He is doing within me. He's refining, He's sanctifying, He's breaking down every idol and concern sinfully taking His rightful place in my heart and life. Even more, I believe that He is protecting and paving a way so that when the cloud again lifts and He draws me to move, I will be better equipped for effectiveness all the while stepping into His plan for my future rather than my own. I may certainly know what I desire or want, but I trust that He knows even better. Tim Keller says it well in stating, "God will only give you what you would have asked for if you knew everything he knows." I acknowledge that I don't come even close to knowing a miniscule piece of the knowledge of God, and in faith I can trust that He is doing more than I can imagine or hope for. Romans 8:32 brings me great hope and peace. He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give us all things? Salvation through Jesus is the ultimate gift and focus of my life, one that can never be approached by any other blessing. Even still, I can look forward to His goodness knowing that a path marked by His leading will always be right where I want to be.
Going back to Exodus 40, these verses touch my heart so deeply. I want to live in such a way that my eyes are always on Jesus, setting out when He moves me and obediently waiting when He bids me pause. May we do it all in faith and obedience just as He exemplified for us in His death, burial, and resurrection, for the joy set before us and to bring always more glory to His great name! Stop and go, keep your eyes on Him, and follow the lead in faith.
*If you'd like to hear more on Exodus 40 which inspired this post, I recommend this excellent sermon from Pastor Mark at College Park Church: God Among His People
9.08.2013
For You Are Greatly Loved
I've heard it said that it's not what you know, it's who you know that makes the difference, and at times this can prove to be true. Perhaps you've gotten a moment with just the right individual to pitch an idea, to express interest in an open job position, or to meet someone you've always wanted to just because you happened to have the right connection. While you might have otherwise been easily overlooked or ignored, another vouching on your behalf changes the game.
In the book of Daniel, God's people are in exile because of their disobedience and failure to follow the one true God. During his time in Babylon, the prophet Daniel finds favor in the eyes of the kings and is given positions of influence. (This is the same Daniel you may recall was protected by God when thrown into the lion's den for obeying the Lord above the king's edict.) In Daniel 9, he prays for himself and his people, acknowledging their disobedience and failure while imploring the Lord to bring glory to His name by having mercy upon Israel and delivering them from exile in a land far from the Promised Land they had once enjoyed in God's blessing. In response to his prayer, God sends Daniel a messenger and vision. The messenger, Gabriel, explains that "at the beginning of your pleas for mercy a word went out, and I have come to tell it to you, for you are greatly loved...." (Daniel 9: 23).
As I read these verses, I was stopped by this response, that Daniel's prayer was heard and answered because he was greatly loved. How beautiful this must have been to Daniel, that God would incline His ear, hear prayers, and respond because of His great love for His follower. How often my prayers are heard and God moves in my life, yet I fail to recognize His acts of mercy that speak the same message to me: Cassie, see this work I am doing in your life. I hear you, answer you, and bless you, for you are greatly loved. It's not on my own credentials or achievements, however, that I am heard or so dearly loved, but completely on the basis of another...
.JPG)
As my pastor, Mark Vroegop, so succinctly explained in a recent message, "we have a God who likes us, but He is not like us." Our God is perfectly holy, righteous, and glorious. We are not. Because of our sinfulness, we cannot be in the presence of our God. Fear not, for in such a great love that He has for us, He has made a way. Through His life, death, and resurrection, Christ became the bridge to span the chasm between God's holiness and our sin. I'm a visual person, so let me give you a graphic that someone once drew in my childhood to illustrate this concept that really stuck with me. If in faith you have given your life to Christ and made Him your Lord and Savior repenting of sin and relying on Him alone for your righteousness, you are united to Him. That means that when God looks at me, he doesn't see my imperfections and failings, but instead He sees the all-sufficient and perfect work of His Son. Doesn't that make you want to shout for joy? It certainly does me! Because of this, we can approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need (Hebrews 4:16), and I know that Jesus is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us (Romans 8:34). Jesus makes a way for me to approach my Creator, and He continues to work on my behalf at God's side.
In this case, the saying is absolutely true: It's not what I know (or have done), but who I know that makes all the difference! I celebrate that we can be drawn into relationship and fullness of joy with God because of my Savior Jesus Christ, for you and I are greatly loved.
In the book of Daniel, God's people are in exile because of their disobedience and failure to follow the one true God. During his time in Babylon, the prophet Daniel finds favor in the eyes of the kings and is given positions of influence. (This is the same Daniel you may recall was protected by God when thrown into the lion's den for obeying the Lord above the king's edict.) In Daniel 9, he prays for himself and his people, acknowledging their disobedience and failure while imploring the Lord to bring glory to His name by having mercy upon Israel and delivering them from exile in a land far from the Promised Land they had once enjoyed in God's blessing. In response to his prayer, God sends Daniel a messenger and vision. The messenger, Gabriel, explains that "at the beginning of your pleas for mercy a word went out, and I have come to tell it to you, for you are greatly loved...." (Daniel 9: 23).
As I read these verses, I was stopped by this response, that Daniel's prayer was heard and answered because he was greatly loved. How beautiful this must have been to Daniel, that God would incline His ear, hear prayers, and respond because of His great love for His follower. How often my prayers are heard and God moves in my life, yet I fail to recognize His acts of mercy that speak the same message to me: Cassie, see this work I am doing in your life. I hear you, answer you, and bless you, for you are greatly loved. It's not on my own credentials or achievements, however, that I am heard or so dearly loved, but completely on the basis of another....JPG)
As my pastor, Mark Vroegop, so succinctly explained in a recent message, "we have a God who likes us, but He is not like us." Our God is perfectly holy, righteous, and glorious. We are not. Because of our sinfulness, we cannot be in the presence of our God. Fear not, for in such a great love that He has for us, He has made a way. Through His life, death, and resurrection, Christ became the bridge to span the chasm between God's holiness and our sin. I'm a visual person, so let me give you a graphic that someone once drew in my childhood to illustrate this concept that really stuck with me. If in faith you have given your life to Christ and made Him your Lord and Savior repenting of sin and relying on Him alone for your righteousness, you are united to Him. That means that when God looks at me, he doesn't see my imperfections and failings, but instead He sees the all-sufficient and perfect work of His Son. Doesn't that make you want to shout for joy? It certainly does me! Because of this, we can approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need (Hebrews 4:16), and I know that Jesus is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us (Romans 8:34). Jesus makes a way for me to approach my Creator, and He continues to work on my behalf at God's side.
In this case, the saying is absolutely true: It's not what I know (or have done), but who I know that makes all the difference! I celebrate that we can be drawn into relationship and fullness of joy with God because of my Savior Jesus Christ, for you and I are greatly loved.
8.25.2013
In Him We Live
I'm a very deep sleeper, so sometimes I have dreams that are incredibly vivid, realistic, and convincing. I've woken up upset and sure that something sad and terrible was true when it was simply the workings of my sleeping mind, and I have been disappointed when my eyes fluttered open because I had already spent time in my dream getting ready for the day when in reality my feet hadn't even yet hit the floor. My mind and imagination are so elaborate that I can be convinced that it is reality if I am not careful to distinguish between the two and ground myself in what is true.
Just as my mind can be fooled in sleep to believe that fictional plots and interactions are real life, do many realize that they live in the same sort of haze even when they are awake with eyes wide open?
Now most certainly there are billions of people walking around this earth with hearts pumping and air moving in and out of their lungs. They are alive, but I must wonder whether they are really living or have fooled themselves into thinking they are. It seems there is a hint of the same concern as they are continually searching for meaning and greater purpose. It's as if they have this sense of emptiness and purposelessness for which a solution must be found. Carpe diem. YOLO. Dance as if no one's watching. Live each day as if it's your last. And so they seize the day, they act with the knowledge that you only live once, they dance frantically, and they live like there is no tomorrow. And yet it's still empty. They know they are alive and yet somehow they aren't fully living.
I recently came upon a beautiful truth in Acts 17:28 - In him we live and move and have our being... Those first four words are powerful when I stop to think about them. In Him we live. Scripture tells me that before Christ changed my heart and became Lord of my life, I wasn't truly living. But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses made us alive together with Christ -- by grace you have been saved -- (Ephesians 2:4-5). A slave to sin (John 8:34), I was no more living true, abundant life than if I were asleep, dreaming, and calling it true. Here is where it gets exciting though! Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come. (2 Corinthians 5:17) Recognizing that I am broken and nothing better than dead in my sin, I call on Jesus Christ as my Savior because He brings life out of death and makes new what is broken. Doing what no man could do, He came down from His rightful place in heaven to live a sinless life, to offer Himself up as a blameless sacrifice taking upon Himself the wrath and punishment that my own sins deserved, and to conquer death and rise again.....all because He loves you and me and wants us to truly live in union with Him just as from the beginning we were intended to be. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly. (John 10:10) I love it! He gives us life, and He gives it abundantly! We can stop searching for empty solutions and living by meaningless cliches. Wake up and open your eyes to the Way, the Truth, and the Life! Fill your lungs, your heart, and every ounce of your being with joy and fullness in Jesus. In HIM we LIVE!
Just as my mind can be fooled in sleep to believe that fictional plots and interactions are real life, do many realize that they live in the same sort of haze even when they are awake with eyes wide open?
Now most certainly there are billions of people walking around this earth with hearts pumping and air moving in and out of their lungs. They are alive, but I must wonder whether they are really living or have fooled themselves into thinking they are. It seems there is a hint of the same concern as they are continually searching for meaning and greater purpose. It's as if they have this sense of emptiness and purposelessness for which a solution must be found. Carpe diem. YOLO. Dance as if no one's watching. Live each day as if it's your last. And so they seize the day, they act with the knowledge that you only live once, they dance frantically, and they live like there is no tomorrow. And yet it's still empty. They know they are alive and yet somehow they aren't fully living.
8.19.2013
Purposeful Pain
The human body is incredible. Now and then as I'm curling my hair or cooking, my hand will brush the edge of scorching hot metal. Ouch! Without a second's thought or conscious decision making on my part, my brain signals my body to recoil quickly to protect itself. Burns hurt, but if my body hadn't experienced a moment's pain, it wouldn't have saved itself from greater harm and damage.
We see that there is a reason for experiencing pain in our physical bodies, and I also find so with inner pain and struggle we experience in life. Although our physical reaction is to flee from it, I believe that there is striking evidence for the power of feeling pain, accepting it, even embracing it for a time so that God's work might be more complete in us and so that it may be purposeful pain.
First, pain is purposeful because it reminds us of our dependence on Christ. It's so easy to believe with our head that we need God every moment, and yet when things are going according to our plans, hopes, and desires, I'm not so sure we truly display and treasure this in our hearts. The beautiful thing about hurting is that it breaks us in such a way as to remind us that we are not the king of our castle or lord of our life. He is the King of King and Lord of Lords. It is in pain that we are brought to a breaking point of surrender and humility in which we know that we depend on Him for every ounce of being. We come to that moment just as the psalmist did when he cried out, "My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." (Psalm 73: 26). We are in need of Christ every second, and pain graciously brings us to this understanding in such a way that ease never could.
Secondly, pain shines a brilliant light on God's goodness to us. When the hurting is raw, it strips away the frivolous and unimportant things in life that often hinder our thankfulness and view of the abundance we've been provided. I shouldn't concern myself with whether or not I've been given earthly blessings or not (although He truly has provided those for me time and again). No, pain reveals anew to me that God would make a way for a wretched and broken sinner such as me to be redeemed and restored to Himself through His Son. It's utterly astounding and begins to turn the pain into pure rejoicing and praise. I love how two Psalms that I read recently have perfectly expressed this thankfulness and recognition. The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; you hold my lot. The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance (Psalm 16: 5-6). Amidst any hurt, His children can be assured and grateful that our lot has fallen in pleasant places because we will inherit the kingdom of God since we are united with His Son. Stated another way, my heart prays along with David as he cries out, "But I have trusted in your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, because he has dealt bountifully with me." (Psalm 13:5-6) It's becoming clearer to me why James might enlist us to count trials and suffering as joy. Pain can have beautiful purposes in our lives!
Finally, as John Piper so eloquently suggests in Desiring God, pain shows to others around us the power of Christ's suffering on the cross and His love in our lives even today. As I read Piper's words, I was stopped dead in my tracks by the powerful truth of these sentences. Soak this thought in with me. "Here is the astounding upshot: God intends for the afflictions of Christ to be presented to the world through the afflictions of His people. God really means for the body of Christ, the church, to experience some of the suffering He experienced so that when we proclaim the Cross as the way to life, people will see the marks of the Cross in us and feel the love of the Cross from us. Our calling is to make the afflictions of Christ real for people by the afflictions we experience in bringing them the message of salvation" (Piper, 2011, p. 269-270). Did you really get that, because I'm understanding it more fully every time I read it. If we want to proclaim the truth of the Gospel to unbelievers and fellow believers, then our experiencing pain is on purpose! To save me, Jesus suffered the pain and the full wrath that I deserved, and so my own pain in seasons of life can boldly reflect that Christ is enough no matter what the circumstances we face. His love and saving work is perfect and all that I need. Every other thing pales in comparison when He takes His rightful place as the Treasure in my life.
If it takes being dropped to my knees over and over again to be reminded that when I am weak He is strong, I will take it (2 Corinthians 12:10). Again and again, I will ask that He grant me the ability and the heart view to count it all joy (James 1:2-4). Pain has a purpose in our lives for it reminds us of our need, His provision, and the all-sufficiency of His death, burial, and resurrection on our behalf. May Christ transform my heart continually making me ever more in His likeness and impact my circle of influence in the process. Painful, yes, but oh so precious and purposeful.
We see that there is a reason for experiencing pain in our physical bodies, and I also find so with inner pain and struggle we experience in life. Although our physical reaction is to flee from it, I believe that there is striking evidence for the power of feeling pain, accepting it, even embracing it for a time so that God's work might be more complete in us and so that it may be purposeful pain.
First, pain is purposeful because it reminds us of our dependence on Christ. It's so easy to believe with our head that we need God every moment, and yet when things are going according to our plans, hopes, and desires, I'm not so sure we truly display and treasure this in our hearts. The beautiful thing about hurting is that it breaks us in such a way as to remind us that we are not the king of our castle or lord of our life. He is the King of King and Lord of Lords. It is in pain that we are brought to a breaking point of surrender and humility in which we know that we depend on Him for every ounce of being. We come to that moment just as the psalmist did when he cried out, "My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." (Psalm 73: 26). We are in need of Christ every second, and pain graciously brings us to this understanding in such a way that ease never could.
Secondly, pain shines a brilliant light on God's goodness to us. When the hurting is raw, it strips away the frivolous and unimportant things in life that often hinder our thankfulness and view of the abundance we've been provided. I shouldn't concern myself with whether or not I've been given earthly blessings or not (although He truly has provided those for me time and again). No, pain reveals anew to me that God would make a way for a wretched and broken sinner such as me to be redeemed and restored to Himself through His Son. It's utterly astounding and begins to turn the pain into pure rejoicing and praise. I love how two Psalms that I read recently have perfectly expressed this thankfulness and recognition. The Lord is my chosen portion and my cup; you hold my lot. The lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; indeed, I have a beautiful inheritance (Psalm 16: 5-6). Amidst any hurt, His children can be assured and grateful that our lot has fallen in pleasant places because we will inherit the kingdom of God since we are united with His Son. Stated another way, my heart prays along with David as he cries out, "But I have trusted in your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation. I will sing to the Lord, because he has dealt bountifully with me." (Psalm 13:5-6) It's becoming clearer to me why James might enlist us to count trials and suffering as joy. Pain can have beautiful purposes in our lives!
Finally, as John Piper so eloquently suggests in Desiring God, pain shows to others around us the power of Christ's suffering on the cross and His love in our lives even today. As I read Piper's words, I was stopped dead in my tracks by the powerful truth of these sentences. Soak this thought in with me. "Here is the astounding upshot: God intends for the afflictions of Christ to be presented to the world through the afflictions of His people. God really means for the body of Christ, the church, to experience some of the suffering He experienced so that when we proclaim the Cross as the way to life, people will see the marks of the Cross in us and feel the love of the Cross from us. Our calling is to make the afflictions of Christ real for people by the afflictions we experience in bringing them the message of salvation" (Piper, 2011, p. 269-270). Did you really get that, because I'm understanding it more fully every time I read it. If we want to proclaim the truth of the Gospel to unbelievers and fellow believers, then our experiencing pain is on purpose! To save me, Jesus suffered the pain and the full wrath that I deserved, and so my own pain in seasons of life can boldly reflect that Christ is enough no matter what the circumstances we face. His love and saving work is perfect and all that I need. Every other thing pales in comparison when He takes His rightful place as the Treasure in my life.
If it takes being dropped to my knees over and over again to be reminded that when I am weak He is strong, I will take it (2 Corinthians 12:10). Again and again, I will ask that He grant me the ability and the heart view to count it all joy (James 1:2-4). Pain has a purpose in our lives for it reminds us of our need, His provision, and the all-sufficiency of His death, burial, and resurrection on our behalf. May Christ transform my heart continually making me ever more in His likeness and impact my circle of influence in the process. Painful, yes, but oh so precious and purposeful.
7.22.2013
Learn This: You Simply Can't Earn This
I sat in a small group of educators as we discussed school experiences. Our conversation lingered on teaching students through dialogue and open-ended questions rather than through a transmission model. "Do you think any of your students will have trouble with the fact that you aren't looking for one right answer? Can you think of kids like that?" the professor probed. I candidly replied, "I am that student. I just want to know what the assignment is, what's expected, and then I'll do it well." Thus, the story of my life, my motivations, and the inner workings of my brain. The unknown and blurry edges aren't comfortable, yet give me the specifications and expectations and I will work ravenously to achieve and earn the grade, a good evaluation, the approval. "Just believe you can achieve!" the old saying goes. As we read Scripture, we are clearly reminded that life simply doesn't work that way.
Don't get me wrong, many people believe that they just have to do the right things. Follow the golden rule, don't lie too much, and drop some change in the Salvation Army bucket on the holidays. Check, check, and check. You just have to be a good person, right? I suppose that this works-based model of salvation would be a decent system if we could do it, but we can't. Not even close. Give me a short amount of time after my feet hit the floor in the morning and I've already failed. I am once again reminded that I am a sinful human, I am imperfect, and that I cannot make a way for myself nor earn my righteousness. If God were in the business of issuing report cards, I'd deserve a big old red F stamped across the page.
Praise God that even before Adam and Eve first sinned, He already was making provisions for His sons and daughters. He planned to send Jesus into the world to take on flesh and live the perfect, sinless life that you and I cannot. Christ submitted Himself to death on the cross to pay the penalty for our sins and to bear the judgment and wrath that we rightfully deserve. Three days later, He rose victoriously having conquered sin and death! For those who place their faith in Jesus Christ and submit their lives and hopeless strivings to Him, we are saved by His blood. United with Him, we are accepted because we get to claim His righteousness as our own. Yet we didn't earn it, not even for a millisecond. It's like failing miserably, but your report card boasts an A+.
This reminds me of the words spoken to the Israelites after God had rescued them from slavery in Egypt and had fulfilled His promise to give them their inheritance of the Promised Land. I gave you a land on which you had not labored and cities that you had not built, and you dwell in them. You eat the fruit of vineyards and olive orchards that you did not plant. (Joshua 24:13) In Christ, I too am living in a promise and saving grace that I did not labor for nor did I construct. Like His people, I get to taste the sweetness of His love and reap the glory of His presence because He is such a good, loving, and extravagant Savior.
How can I possibly respond to such an incredible gift? What can I give, for surely He needs nothing that I have to offer? Now therefore fear the Lord and serve him in sincerity and in faithfulness. (Joshua 24:14a) Praise Him that I don't have to begin each day trying to maintain my salvation. No, His work was sufficient and complete. However, out of the overflow of my thankfulness and adoration for His saving grace, I am called to revere Him. My heart overflows in such a way that I continually call Him Lord of my life and that I strive to bring glory to His name alone. May I grow in my service to Him and become an increasingly faithful servant of the one true God.
Learn this...you simply can't earn this. We are the creation of One who is infinitely more holy and glorious than any human being's striving. But treasure this truth: He has built a bridge to cross the chasm between our sin and His perfection, and His name is Jesus Christ.
I surely don't deserve this. I've done nothing to earn Him, but He is mine.
Don't get me wrong, many people believe that they just have to do the right things. Follow the golden rule, don't lie too much, and drop some change in the Salvation Army bucket on the holidays. Check, check, and check. You just have to be a good person, right? I suppose that this works-based model of salvation would be a decent system if we could do it, but we can't. Not even close. Give me a short amount of time after my feet hit the floor in the morning and I've already failed. I am once again reminded that I am a sinful human, I am imperfect, and that I cannot make a way for myself nor earn my righteousness. If God were in the business of issuing report cards, I'd deserve a big old red F stamped across the page.
Praise God that even before Adam and Eve first sinned, He already was making provisions for His sons and daughters. He planned to send Jesus into the world to take on flesh and live the perfect, sinless life that you and I cannot. Christ submitted Himself to death on the cross to pay the penalty for our sins and to bear the judgment and wrath that we rightfully deserve. Three days later, He rose victoriously having conquered sin and death! For those who place their faith in Jesus Christ and submit their lives and hopeless strivings to Him, we are saved by His blood. United with Him, we are accepted because we get to claim His righteousness as our own. Yet we didn't earn it, not even for a millisecond. It's like failing miserably, but your report card boasts an A+.
This reminds me of the words spoken to the Israelites after God had rescued them from slavery in Egypt and had fulfilled His promise to give them their inheritance of the Promised Land. I gave you a land on which you had not labored and cities that you had not built, and you dwell in them. You eat the fruit of vineyards and olive orchards that you did not plant. (Joshua 24:13) In Christ, I too am living in a promise and saving grace that I did not labor for nor did I construct. Like His people, I get to taste the sweetness of His love and reap the glory of His presence because He is such a good, loving, and extravagant Savior.How can I possibly respond to such an incredible gift? What can I give, for surely He needs nothing that I have to offer? Now therefore fear the Lord and serve him in sincerity and in faithfulness. (Joshua 24:14a) Praise Him that I don't have to begin each day trying to maintain my salvation. No, His work was sufficient and complete. However, out of the overflow of my thankfulness and adoration for His saving grace, I am called to revere Him. My heart overflows in such a way that I continually call Him Lord of my life and that I strive to bring glory to His name alone. May I grow in my service to Him and become an increasingly faithful servant of the one true God.
Learn this...you simply can't earn this. We are the creation of One who is infinitely more holy and glorious than any human being's striving. But treasure this truth: He has built a bridge to cross the chasm between our sin and His perfection, and His name is Jesus Christ.
I surely don't deserve this. I've done nothing to earn Him, but He is mine.
6.19.2013
I Am Her
"We are more wicked than we ever dared believe, but more loved and accepted in Christ than we ever dared hope – at the very same time." ~Timothy Keller
I heard this quote a year or so ago, and the words struck a deep chord within me. The more I marvel in the depth of the Gospel, I find this idea to be completely true. On my own, I am utterly desperate, lost, and awful. I have failed. I am a sinner. Yet in that same breath, I find that Jesus' love for me is deeper, richer, and beautiful in the most opposite extreme. I acknowledge my need for a Savior, and I find it in Jesus Christ, the only way, truth, and life. The more I see my need for Jesus, the more I love Him and the more overflowing my heart is in thankfulness that He has saved me, made me new, and calls me a daughter of the King.
This reminds me of an incredible story in Luke 7. And behold, a woman of the city, who was a sinner, when she learned that he was reclining at a table in the Pharisee's house, brought an alabaster flask of ointment, and standing behind him at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears and wiped them with the hair of her head and kissed his feet and anointed them with the ointment. Now when the Pharisee who had invited him saw this, he said to himself, "If this man were a prophet, he would have known who and what sort of woman this is who is touching him, for she is a sinner." ... Then turning toward the woman he said to Simon, "Do you see this woman? I entered your house; you gave me no water for my feet, but she has wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You gave me no kiss, but from the time I came in she has not ceased to kiss my feet. You did not anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed my feet with ointment. Therefore I tell you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven -- for she loved much. But he who is forgiven little, loves little." And he said to her, "Your sins are forgiven." ... And he said to the woman, "Your faith has saved you; go in peace." (Luke 7:37-39, 44-50)
I believe that this woman was seeing the truth of the Gospel when she encountered Jesus. She knew she was unworthy, and she knew that He was the answer. She couldn't contain her thankfulness nor did she want to. She offered everything she could give in worship of Him. Perhaps you see yourself in these verses. I know I do...
I Am Her
I am her.
I have done wrong, sinned, chosen self over glorifying God.
I am her.
I have heard that Jesus is near and I'm drawn. I cannot stay away.
I am her.
What do I, a sinner, have to offer? I bring the most fragile and precious thing I carry, my heart.
I am her.
In His presence I drop to my knees, unworthy before my Savior. The tears cannot be contained, and I let them wash over His feet.
I am her.
I kiss His feet and dry them with my hair. I am humbled before my Creator.
I am her.
I take the perfume and pour every drop upon Him. It's everything I have to offer. I surrender my life; my all in all, I give it to you, Jesus.
I am her.
Others may scoff and remind me that I am unworthy. "Jesus, do you know who she is?"
I am her.
Kneeling at His feet, Jesus takes in a desperate daughter and calls me His.
I am her.
I love much, for my many sins have been forgiven. Purchased by the blood of Christ, I am covered in His righteousness. I am worthy because He alone is worthy.
I am her.
I have faith, I am rescued, I am loved, and I am remade.
Yes, I am her. And I am forever HIS.
5.12.2013
Get Real
I had a wonderful Mother's Day weekend the past few days. My brother and I drove down from Indianapolis to celebrate our mom, a woman certainly worth celebrating. She is always our encourager, our biggest fan, a voice of wisdom, and a listening ear. I'm very thankful for the gift of my mom.
This morning during church, they asked the mothers in the crowd to stand and be recognized as they prayed for these countless women who are often the unsung heroes in our lives. As my mom sat back down beside me, I glanced over at a woman a few seats away. She wiped at uninhibited tears that spilled down her cheek. Her husband reached around the woman and gently rubbed her arm to console her. "What's her story? What has caused such pain and anguish in her heart this day?" I wondered. Had she lost a son or daughter? Had motherhood cruelly been stolen from her? Had anger and bitterness come between her and her child so that they were estranged from one another? My own heart ached for her, and I longed to walk over and embrace the hurting woman. I wanted to ask her if she was alright, why she was hurting, and if I could pray for her. But I didn't. I didn't know the woman, I didn't know her story, and I didn't cross that boundary line. I think I should have. I don't think it mattered that I didn't know her. It's irrelevant that I wasn't aware of her situation because I could have lovingly asked. Why do we keep one another at a distance? It's time to get real.
Romans 12:10 says, "Love one another with brotherly affection." If my brother Clay is ever hurting, I want to reach out and help him. I want to console him, to offer solutions, to do what I can to ease the pain or help solve the problem. And even when there is nothing I can do about it, I want to share in the hurt and the suffering, to bear the burden together. So should it be in the body of believers. I'm drawn to Christ's own example in the story of the death of Lazarus. Mary, Martha, and Lazarus were a brother and sisters who had encountered Jesus and whose lives were forever changed. They too were very dear to him. Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. (John 11:5) When Lazarus became sick, the sisters sent for Jesus. By the time he arrived, it appeared to be too late and the sisters were deeply grieving in the wake of their brother's death. Here's a beautiful part of the story. When Jesus arrived, Mary approached him in her state of absolute sadness and hurt. Now when Mary came to where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet, saying to him, "Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died." When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who had come with her also weeping, he was deeply moved in his spirit and greatly troubled. And he said, "Where have you laid him? They said to him, "Lord, come and see." Jesus wept. (John 11: 32-36) In her hurt, Mary approached her Lord with a bit of an accusatory statement. She was grieving. And although the all powerful and mighty Lord of all things can and is about to work a miracle (Spoiler alert: Jesus raises Lazarus from the dead foreshadowing his own forthcoming death and resurrection and brings all glory and praise to His name!), He's present in the moment and He joins here where she is. He doesn't avoid Mary or act as if her pain isn't important. No, he is moved to share in her suffering and he weeps for the loss that she has experienced.
I don't know everyone I encounter, but I do know that there is a world of hurt and pain out there every day. The men and women I work with, the people I pass in the grocery store, the brothers and sisters in Christ who I worship and grow with on Sunday mornings.....they too are fighting their own battles and carrying burdens that may seem more than they can bear. It's my prayer that each of us will get real, that we won't back away but will lovingly approach and move toward. May we talk with, sit with, weep with, pray with, and be with one another in the blessings and the struggles. May we get real and hurt along with them. As we do so, let us help direct their focus to Jesus, for He not only feels our pain but is the only One who saves, the One who heals, the One who takes the broken pieces and puts them back together again. He's the real deal, the Giver of joy and fullness of life!
This morning during church, they asked the mothers in the crowd to stand and be recognized as they prayed for these countless women who are often the unsung heroes in our lives. As my mom sat back down beside me, I glanced over at a woman a few seats away. She wiped at uninhibited tears that spilled down her cheek. Her husband reached around the woman and gently rubbed her arm to console her. "What's her story? What has caused such pain and anguish in her heart this day?" I wondered. Had she lost a son or daughter? Had motherhood cruelly been stolen from her? Had anger and bitterness come between her and her child so that they were estranged from one another? My own heart ached for her, and I longed to walk over and embrace the hurting woman. I wanted to ask her if she was alright, why she was hurting, and if I could pray for her. But I didn't. I didn't know the woman, I didn't know her story, and I didn't cross that boundary line. I think I should have. I don't think it mattered that I didn't know her. It's irrelevant that I wasn't aware of her situation because I could have lovingly asked. Why do we keep one another at a distance? It's time to get real.
Romans 12:10 says, "Love one another with brotherly affection." If my brother Clay is ever hurting, I want to reach out and help him. I want to console him, to offer solutions, to do what I can to ease the pain or help solve the problem. And even when there is nothing I can do about it, I want to share in the hurt and the suffering, to bear the burden together. So should it be in the body of believers. I'm drawn to Christ's own example in the story of the death of Lazarus. Mary, Martha, and Lazarus were a brother and sisters who had encountered Jesus and whose lives were forever changed. They too were very dear to him. Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. (John 11:5) When Lazarus became sick, the sisters sent for Jesus. By the time he arrived, it appeared to be too late and the sisters were deeply grieving in the wake of their brother's death. Here's a beautiful part of the story. When Jesus arrived, Mary approached him in her state of absolute sadness and hurt. Now when Mary came to where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet, saying to him, "Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died." When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who had come with her also weeping, he was deeply moved in his spirit and greatly troubled. And he said, "Where have you laid him? They said to him, "Lord, come and see." Jesus wept. (John 11: 32-36) In her hurt, Mary approached her Lord with a bit of an accusatory statement. She was grieving. And although the all powerful and mighty Lord of all things can and is about to work a miracle (Spoiler alert: Jesus raises Lazarus from the dead foreshadowing his own forthcoming death and resurrection and brings all glory and praise to His name!), He's present in the moment and He joins here where she is. He doesn't avoid Mary or act as if her pain isn't important. No, he is moved to share in her suffering and he weeps for the loss that she has experienced.
I don't know everyone I encounter, but I do know that there is a world of hurt and pain out there every day. The men and women I work with, the people I pass in the grocery store, the brothers and sisters in Christ who I worship and grow with on Sunday mornings.....they too are fighting their own battles and carrying burdens that may seem more than they can bear. It's my prayer that each of us will get real, that we won't back away but will lovingly approach and move toward. May we talk with, sit with, weep with, pray with, and be with one another in the blessings and the struggles. May we get real and hurt along with them. As we do so, let us help direct their focus to Jesus, for He not only feels our pain but is the only One who saves, the One who heals, the One who takes the broken pieces and puts them back together again. He's the real deal, the Giver of joy and fullness of life!
5.01.2013
Still
Today is the first day of May which means that the last leg of the school year has arrived. It reminds me a bit of last spring when I ran a half marathon; mile 1 was a breeze, mile 5 I was feeling great, mile 8 I was pushing through, but when I got to mile 12 I was wiped. I had been going, moving, shuffling, pushing onward, and I was tired. This seems to be the conundrum of my life lately. I love to go, to be with people, to embrace life and its fullness instead of sitting at home. So I plan, I write down dates and times in my calendar, and I go go go. And then I'm simply tired. Okay, time to slow down the pace a bit, I tell myself. I leave blanks squares in my planner, days that are only committed to work and no evening plans. Yet even as I plop down on the couch on such an evening, my mind races as I reach for the notepad on my living room table. I begin making a to-do list: laundry, grade papers, finish lesson plans, etc. After all, if I'm going to be at home I should probably use that time wisely, right? It turns out that this is not really very restful either and, although my body feels repose, my mind races and paces. What my heart desires is truly not a furious pace masked as relaxation. Instead, I must tell myself, Be still my soul.
I am meditating on two verses that I'm letting my heart embrace in this:
And on the seventh day God finished his work that he had done, and he rested on the seventh day from all his work that he had done. (Genesis 2:2)
He had done work, but there was a time for the work to be done and rest away from it to occur. I too have work/tasks to attend to, yet there is a time to lay them aside and simply find respite.
Be still, and know that I am God... (Psalm 46:10)
This one's a favorite. I love this because it gives two commands. The first is the one I desire so much, and the second one knocks me back a few feet. First, be still. Quit worrying about the demands and the whirlwind of activity that can take precedence. Be still. That's pretty hard though, right? Because I can really let my body and mind be still, but what about all those things that we're letting go? ...and know that I am God... That one's pretty much a smack in the face of my ego. Those other things; they're actually not all that important. Christ is the The One who deserves my attention, my meditation, my thoughts, and my focus a zillion times more than a silly daily demand does. And you know, so what if I drop the ball and don't get all those other things done? So what if someone's a little upset that I said no to this or that activity. That's alright.
Rest. Be quiet. Be still and know, be still my soul.
4.23.2013
Quit Tipping Your Chair
Quit tipping your chair. Put it down on all four legs.
If I've told a student this once, I've said it a hundred times. Let's get this straight. It's not that I really care one hoot about the chair being tipped. To be honest, I get the fact that it's relaxing to tilt it back onto two legs. It's not a big deal in the grand scheme of life. But, I also get the concept of gravity as a student precariously balances on two chair legs. So when I say to quit tipping the chair, it's not about the chair. It's about the one who sits in it. It's about their safety and well-being. That same kiddo who over and over again leans back eventually reaches that moment of regret when he has gone a millimeter too far and the great spill occurs. The seat dramatically plunges to the ground, jarring and slamming its passenger into the unforgiving floor below. Ouch. Don't say we didn't tell you.
Quit tipping your chair. "I know better than that," you respond, agitated and offended that I'd even waste your time with something so common sense. But seriously, quit. We've been warned and reminded, so listen up and put it back on the firm foundation.
It's practically childish at such a basic level, but too many of us don't get it in the chair of life. Humanity began with the best of seats on a firm foundation, but from Adam and Eve right on down the line to you and me, we've been tipping it back dangerously ever since. Sure, we'll keep it positioned just right in this or that area of life, but you willingly make allowances for sinfulness here and there. "After all," you think, "I can keep it balanced." Perhaps you even encounter a scare, a moment when the ugliness of sin and disobedience burns you just enough to pull back. It's like almost falling, but catching yourself before a true tumble. Yet you're unrepentant and fall into the same patterns again. Tipping, tipping, tipping. That's dangerous business.
In Zechariah 1, the prophet addresses a people who come from a long line of chair tippers. Do not be like your fathers, to whom the former prophets cried out, 'Thus says the Lord of hosts, Return from your evil ways and from your evil deeds.' But they did not hear or pay attention to me, declares the Lord. (Zechariah 1: 4) The Israelites, God's people, had tasted and seen the consequences of their forefathers' disobedience and turning from the Lord. It seems ludicrous that they'd even so much as tiptoe toward this way of living, but Zechariah's words from the Lord made it clear that they were just as hard headed and stubborn. Why should they listen to His call: Return to me, says the Lord of hosts, and I will return to you, says the Lord of hosts. (Zech. 1:3)? Just as my warning to my students comes from the heart of a teacher, a caregiver who desires the well-being and good of the children in my care, how much more must our great Teacher love us? Jesus Christ left His rightful place in heaven to walk among humanity teaching, healing, and loving. He lived a sinless life where we could not and stretched out His arms on a cross to pay the penalty for our sins and receive the judgment and wrath that our disobedience and evil deserved. But the story was not over, for He conquered death and rose victorious offering union with Him, abundant life, and salvation to those who confess Him as Lord of their life. Our great Teacher, our beloved Savior instructed, If you love me, you will keep my commandments. (John 14:15) With a heart overflowing with thankfulness and joy for His grace and mercy, I want to please Him. And the incredible part of it is that His commandments are there for our good and best interests!
Are you done deliberately tipping your chair, precariously balancing on the edge of destruction and heartbreak? Put it back on the firm foundation of Christ, our Rock that cannot be shaken or moved.
If I've told a student this once, I've said it a hundred times. Let's get this straight. It's not that I really care one hoot about the chair being tipped. To be honest, I get the fact that it's relaxing to tilt it back onto two legs. It's not a big deal in the grand scheme of life. But, I also get the concept of gravity as a student precariously balances on two chair legs. So when I say to quit tipping the chair, it's not about the chair. It's about the one who sits in it. It's about their safety and well-being. That same kiddo who over and over again leans back eventually reaches that moment of regret when he has gone a millimeter too far and the great spill occurs. The seat dramatically plunges to the ground, jarring and slamming its passenger into the unforgiving floor below. Ouch. Don't say we didn't tell you.
Quit tipping your chair. "I know better than that," you respond, agitated and offended that I'd even waste your time with something so common sense. But seriously, quit. We've been warned and reminded, so listen up and put it back on the firm foundation.
It's practically childish at such a basic level, but too many of us don't get it in the chair of life. Humanity began with the best of seats on a firm foundation, but from Adam and Eve right on down the line to you and me, we've been tipping it back dangerously ever since. Sure, we'll keep it positioned just right in this or that area of life, but you willingly make allowances for sinfulness here and there. "After all," you think, "I can keep it balanced." Perhaps you even encounter a scare, a moment when the ugliness of sin and disobedience burns you just enough to pull back. It's like almost falling, but catching yourself before a true tumble. Yet you're unrepentant and fall into the same patterns again. Tipping, tipping, tipping. That's dangerous business.
In Zechariah 1, the prophet addresses a people who come from a long line of chair tippers. Do not be like your fathers, to whom the former prophets cried out, 'Thus says the Lord of hosts, Return from your evil ways and from your evil deeds.' But they did not hear or pay attention to me, declares the Lord. (Zechariah 1: 4) The Israelites, God's people, had tasted and seen the consequences of their forefathers' disobedience and turning from the Lord. It seems ludicrous that they'd even so much as tiptoe toward this way of living, but Zechariah's words from the Lord made it clear that they were just as hard headed and stubborn. Why should they listen to His call: Return to me, says the Lord of hosts, and I will return to you, says the Lord of hosts. (Zech. 1:3)? Just as my warning to my students comes from the heart of a teacher, a caregiver who desires the well-being and good of the children in my care, how much more must our great Teacher love us? Jesus Christ left His rightful place in heaven to walk among humanity teaching, healing, and loving. He lived a sinless life where we could not and stretched out His arms on a cross to pay the penalty for our sins and receive the judgment and wrath that our disobedience and evil deserved. But the story was not over, for He conquered death and rose victorious offering union with Him, abundant life, and salvation to those who confess Him as Lord of their life. Our great Teacher, our beloved Savior instructed, If you love me, you will keep my commandments. (John 14:15) With a heart overflowing with thankfulness and joy for His grace and mercy, I want to please Him. And the incredible part of it is that His commandments are there for our good and best interests!
Are you done deliberately tipping your chair, precariously balancing on the edge of destruction and heartbreak? Put it back on the firm foundation of Christ, our Rock that cannot be shaken or moved.
4.04.2013
Because He First Chose Me
A little over a week ago, I sat down at my computer wishing to write an Easter inspired blog reflecting upon the incredible sacrifice and saving power of Jesus. A message that fills my life with joy, I wanted to share it in words but couldn't figure out how to wrap it up as a gift for you to read. I stared at the screen for a while but to no avail. After retreating to Youtube to watch a few videos and listen to some of my favorite songs, an idea finally began to take shape in my mind. With two weeks of Spring Break ahead, I decided to take on a small project, so I sent an email out to several friends who were wonderful enough to contribute. Thank you to each of you who shared your story and your words of how Jesus has changed your life.
This blog post is inspired by the song "I Choose Jesus" by Moriah Peters. Easter Sunday is the most beautiful and glorious day of the year, a time when we can celebrate the resurrection of Jesus as He rose victorious over sin and death. But if we are only joyous of His victory one day a year, are we truly giving Him the praise He deserves? Are we stepping into the glorious light of redemption and grace? We may celebrate Easter but one day a year, yet the Gospel transforms me every single day. As Moriah Peters sings, "I will stand and let the whole world know. I choose Jesus, the One who first chose me."
I asked several of my friends to ponder this song and to share with you the incredible way that Jesus has changed them, remade them, loved them, and made them new. Their words speak volumes more than I alone could say. Our Savior is great, and we want the world to know. We choose Jesus, the One who first chose us!
This blog post is inspired by the song "I Choose Jesus" by Moriah Peters. Easter Sunday is the most beautiful and glorious day of the year, a time when we can celebrate the resurrection of Jesus as He rose victorious over sin and death. But if we are only joyous of His victory one day a year, are we truly giving Him the praise He deserves? Are we stepping into the glorious light of redemption and grace? We may celebrate Easter but one day a year, yet the Gospel transforms me every single day. As Moriah Peters sings, "I will stand and let the whole world know. I choose Jesus, the One who first chose me."
I asked several of my friends to ponder this song and to share with you the incredible way that Jesus has changed them, remade them, loved them, and made them new. Their words speak volumes more than I alone could say. Our Savior is great, and we want the world to know. We choose Jesus, the One who first chose us!
For I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of
God for salvation to everyone who believes, to the Jew first and also to
the Greek. Romans 1:16
(Push play to start the song, then scroll down to enjoy. We choose Jesus!)
Jesus
called me from a life of mediocre Christianity to a life of complete surrender
to Him and living for His glory. As my Savior and Lord, He fills my heart
so fully that it could burst with joy and thankfulness. If I am to boast,
may I always boast in Him! My name is Cassie and I choose
Jesus.
I
grew up in the faith but I wandered away from Him and into darkness. Jesus then
reached, healed my blindness, and showed me a new way to live. My name is Jason
Chapel and I choose Jesus.
I
am continually amazed at how much He loves me. “Behold, I have graven thee upon
the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me” – Isaiah 49:
15-16. It is through the blood of Christ that I have right standing
with God…I am His. My name is Nancy and I choose Jesus!
I
found true joy and humility in Jesus. My name is Ali and I choose Jesus.
I
found the meaning of unconditional love and true selflessness in Jesus Christ.
When He becomes greater and I become less, there is purpose in my life. My name
is Dan and I choose Jesus.
Knowing that Jesus made the ultimate sacrifice by dying to cleanse
me of my sins even though I don’t deserve it is a reminder that I try to focus
on every day. I’m not going to be perfect, but Jesus’ love, grace, and
mercy gives me the hope and direction to try to live my life for Him. My
name is Marc and I choose Jesus.
I am thankful to have learned about Jesus’ love for me at a young
age, but truly grasping and understanding the depths of His love for me is
something that changes how I live my daily life today. He died for my sins and
I am so thankful for His love, though I’m undeserving, and I try to reflect His
goodness every day. My name is Amy Gene and I choose Jesus.
Jesus
is helping me to find contentment Him alone. He is showing me daily that even
though there are struggles and disappointments in this world, joy and hope can
be found in Him. My name is Jennifer and I choose Jesus.
Every
morning, I wake up in awe of the fact that the Creator of the universe also
longs to be my friend. At the foot of the cross, he transformed my broken heart
into something beautiful. My name is Nancy, and I choose Jesus.
Through
knowing Jesus my life has been transformed into one of feeling unconditional
love and forgiveness. As my walk in my faith continues to grow I look
towards him for guidance in every aspect of my life. My name is Jessica
and I choose Jesus.
Jesus
has always been there to guide me when I've humbled myself and allowed him to.
Knowing I have eternal life because of his love makes all the difference!
My name is Clay and I choose Jesus.
Jesus
has shown me just how big and powerful He truly is. He reminds me every
day that when compared to Him, my worries pale in comparison, and that I am
more than a conqueror through Him who loves me. My name is Mel, and I
choose Jesus.
Jesus
is the source of every joy in my life. He is the reason I have purpose,
the reason I have hope for what is to come, the reason I am able to love, the
reason I sing, the reason I proclaim I am forgiven, and the reason I can live
as a new creation. My name is Rachel and I choose Jesus!
Apart from Christ I was dead in
the midst of existence. In Christ I have been given life in God. Each day I am
transformed by His gospel through His grace yearning for Him to be glorified in
me and I in Him. My name is Patrick, and I choose Jesus.
Jesus heard my silent plea for comfort and
gave me peace when I didn't think anyone was listening. I hope that I
never live without knowing His love is always there. My name is Leslie
and I choose Jesus.
Jesus has revived my soul. I am ever
thankful to open my heart to a growing and loving relationship with my Lord and
Savior. My name is Sara Jo and I choose Jesus.
I was raised in a faith based solely on the rules and commandments we kept. After experiencing true Christianity and depending only on the blood of Jesus to save me and the assurance of eternal salvation, my life was completely changed. My name is Jo Ann and I choose Jesus.
I was raised in a faith based solely on the rules and commandments we kept. After experiencing true Christianity and depending only on the blood of Jesus to save me and the assurance of eternal salvation, my life was completely changed. My name is Jo Ann and I choose Jesus.
Thank you Lord that while we were still in darkness and dead in our sins, you reached down and chose to fill our hearts with your truth, understanding, and light. Because of this, we can stand and say "We choose Jesus!"
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)