There is a story I want to tell, only it isn’t a story. It’s true as the blood pumping in my veins and the air I breathe. Perhaps you have heard but if not please allow me to tell you the reason I live. Come, meet the Love of my Life.
I should have dead. Dead and gone long ago. My body still alive perhaps, but my spirit defeated and almost lifeless. I’d be aimlessly wandering, living life to no purpose. Hopelessly void except for shackles and darkness. But I am not. I’m who I am today alive solely due to one person.
He suffered cruelest death. The death that should have been me lying there smeared with blood and bile. He did so willing knowing I would live. You see He loved me enough to die. But as much as it is about love it is also about holiness. The holiness which bared my wicked and dark soul to the wretched chasm I could never cross to have life and be whole. Had He not died, my fate would be sealed doomed to terrors of my soul and beyond.
But his death paid my price. His resurrection created life whole and clean. My burdens disposed, my wounds cleaned, and life given.
Inasmuch as His death engulfed me with sorrow, his resurrection leaves me in jubilee joy. He is alive and risen. My savior lives and my Lord reigns. Can you guess of whom I speak? The one who has my heart? His gentle kindness has led me to repentance. His Holiness rendered me speechless.
Jesus. How sweet the sound. Amazing grace. Jesus Christ who died and rose again so that you and I may live. He didn’t just die for me, He died for anyone who believed and called on Him to be saved. He arose so we may have relationship with Him and have a way to God who loved us. Father sent His son who willing laid down his life so that you may be free. Jesus. The son of God came into fullness of man bearing all suffering that man goes through and ending the gulf that sin had created.
I know Him. I love Him. I pray that you may Him too, to know how wide and deep His love is for you. For as much as I know and love Him, He loves and knows me more. He knows my deepest joy and my unmentionable grief. He delights in me despite my insecurity. Out of love He corrects me. He loves me despite my shortcomings. He saved me from my sin that separated me from God who is Holy. He arose to give me a life and hope. He strengthen me and challenges me. He loves me for me and He teaches me In Him all things are possible. Never has He forsaken me or left me. He calls me beautiful even when I am broken. When I am with Him there are no fears or nightmares. He hugs me when my heart is shattered. He listens to me. He laughs with me. I know who I am in Him.
For all of my faults and failures He choose to die. When He arose the bonds of sin broke and a bridge to God built.
This is but part of the story. Every relationship is personal as you allow it to be. ‘Tis is your choice just as it was mine and still is mine. Everyday I wake up and make a choice to love Him and be obedient. It isn’t always easy, sometimes my flesh gets in the way, but I remain joyfully His. He is God and He is on the throne. In the end it isn’t about me- it is about Him. Jesus Christ the Son of God, the way, the truth, and the life.