I think it’s pretty awesome how I have so much time this summer to do what I want. Time to meet with friends, to go for places I have never explored, but most importantly- time to really go to the Lord. It’s definitely been a struggle, years and years on end: intentionally committing time to be by His side. As I am of the type that thrives by words (as one can see by my numerous posts…), going to Him by the Word is my outlet. His Word, which I have never read in it’s entirety (though a bit embarrassed by so, I believe I will do so one day), is something that I have chosen to turn to as a priority in days that have come. I remain thankful for this insatiated need that is not filled. For, when one believes that they have reached the end to the knowing and understanding of God- that is when they have chosen not to live by faith, but by knowledge. But wrongly, as all knowledge in this world cannot encompass the beauty, power, majesty, or presence that is our Lord and the Father.
Praise remains powerful in my eyes because of the might that words hold. Both when spoken, but also when heard. Two songs that I’ve been recently listening to (deeply) are:
Big Daddy Weave – The Lion and the Lamb & Glorious Ruins- Man of Sorrows
Maybe it has also been the season. A season of not only spring as I feel refreshed and ecstatic for the period of rest I’ve been granted, but also reminiscent of what every spring also aligns with: Good Friday and Palm Sunday. Where God gifted us an atoning sacrifice in Jesus, His Son. The Son of Man, who had come to save, but was instead uplifted to a cross where even in His last breaths: He chose to love, us.
What blows my mind (and will continually do so) is the fact that the Lord sent His one and only Son to us. The God of Israel, the one who came powerfully upon David, who revealed Himself to Moses as a burning bush: “I AM WHO I AM”, the one who was with His people in splitting the Red Sea, the Lord who created the world in six days. Much more can be boasted about Him, for His name holds all prestige in our Universe.
Why would such a powerful being choose to make Himself similar to us. To come in human likeness, to speak messages in simple ways, to make known His name by sharing how the Gospel is open to any whom willingly choose to accept.
Our God is the Lion, the Lion of Judah
He’s roaring with power and fighting our battles
And every knee will bow before You
Our God is the Lamb, the Lamb that was slain
For the sin of the world, His blood breaks the chains
And every knee will bow before the Lion and the Lamb
Oh every knee will bow before the Lion and the Lamb
He was almighty, but He came to die for our sins. How powerful and amazing He is, for we will never fully grasp the extent of His prowess, yet He chose to be nailed to a rugged cross, crying til He could not breathe anymore. Why does He choose to give His life up for millions, whom may not even appreciate or give thanks. Whom do not see or attempt to understand, because they not only do not understand, but because they see Him as different. He is so powerful, yet He was sacrificed. Made powerless before us, so that we may have another chance at life. Another chance to mend that relationship that was broken, when Adam & Eve chose to grasp the concept of power and knowing, in return for God’s amazing love.
Oh that rugged cross
Where Your love poured out over me
Now my soul cries out
Praise and honour unto Thee
When I look at a cross, I think back to Jesus being nailed. His flesh nailed to His sides, and the willingness of His love displayed for all to see. Though my friend says that it may be by faith we believe- we do not “require” grace to see how God works and loves us so. But if one were to believe in our Lord, would they not acknowledge it was Jesus’ passing that we are saved- and we are granted this second chance at being His children? Could one believe God to be our Lord, without realizing that in order for us to be reconciled with Him once again, it was solely by Jesus’ surrender for us? How can one fully come to faith without realizing it is the grace bestowed upon us by our Father, that we are made whole? So for me, it will always remain as Jesus’ reckless love. This love that not only teaches me how to be love, but also to hold it as an important trait to show unto others.
I have many questions. I always do, but what Kari Jobe reminded me of in her commentary for “The Cause of Christ” answers all: “though we may never fully understand the pain or questions behind certain things, I want Jesus more than I want to understand.” There will always be questions, but there is so much more that can come about by fully loving God and living life as Jesus did. Not simply living as me, but living as one who loves others, even the difficult ones- fully and unconditionally.
It is not fame that I desire
Nor stature in my brother’s eye
I pray it’s said about my life
That I lived more to build Your name than mine