I have believed in God my entire life. Always. No questions asked. I've loved Him. I've rejoiced in Him. I've been mad at Him. I've ignored Him. I've tried to bargain with Him. I've clearly heard Him. I've had seasons in my life where I haven't heard Him. I've had seasons in my life where I haven't understood Him.
When I was a child I was intrigued by the Jesus I learned about in Sunday school. When I was a teenager I talked to Him in my nightly prayers. When I was in college He was but a whisper in my ear prior to poor decisions. When I became a wife He was my thanksgiving. When I became a mother I tried to make Him a magician. When I became middle aged I met Him face to face for the very first time.
My encounter was not unlike those that I had read about in the Gospels. He rocked my world. He changed how I looked at my husband, my children, my parents, the politics of church, the world. Myself. When I met Him face to face I was never the same. Will never be the same.
When I came before Him, with nothing left to offer, He offered me everything. New life in Him. My eyes were opened, for the very first time, to the Majesty of the one true King. Nothing in my life has or will ever be the same.
Where I used to see hopelessness I now see hope. In death I witnessed new life. In sorrow I now see eternal promise. In worldly pettiness I see His earthly bounty. Where I once saw rejection I now see protection. In the face of evil I look to His righteousness. When I am weary He gives me strength.
In the ocean waves I feel the magnificence of who He is. In the clouds I see siloutes of His angels. In the sun I feel His warm embrace. In the rain I see Living Water. In the sunset I see His glorious tapestry. In the stars I see that I am the twinkle of His eye.
In my life? He is everything. The Alpha. The Omega. The beginning. The end. The air that I can not get enough of. The bright morning star.
I don't always get Him right. But without Him it is all wrong. I am a woman in absolute awe of a Saviour who thought I was worth saving.
Who would you be if you needed Jesus like you need oxygen? Who would you be if you loved Him with all that you are. Who would you be if you met Him in the hallway? If you met Him in the morning. If you met Him in the evening? If you met Him face to face? Would He be your life? Would you drop everything to follow Him?
In my life? He is everything. The Alpha. The Omega. The beginning. The end. The air that I can not get enough of. The bright morning star.
I don't always get Him right. But without Him it is all wrong. I am a woman in absolute awe of a Saviour who thought I was worth saving.
Who would you be if you needed Jesus like you need oxygen? Who would you be if you loved Him with all that you are. Who would you be if you met Him in the hallway? If you met Him in the morning. If you met Him in the evening? If you met Him face to face? Would He be your life? Would you drop everything to follow Him?
"Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening"-1 Sam 3:9
