I have so much on my mind today with a heavy heart for a precious family who has lost a loved one and another precious family who bears a burden too big for the mind to contain, both dear wonderful people for which my heart holds a vast amount of love. I was thinking, too, about each person’s journey with the Lord, how we come to faith and how we wrestle with the burdens inherent in life, both the small and the great.
Then, I found myself realizing that even today, when given the opportunity to talk about the Lord with a dear friend, it just spilled forth from me as it often does, as if my heart could hardly contain this, another piece, of my faith journey. When I can see the hand of the Lord moving, see Him answering prayers, comforting the hurting, and calling to the lost world, well I just can’t and don’t want to draw my mind, heart, or words away from it. After all, we are here in this life to give glory to Him, that is our purpose, the very reason for the creation of man.
I often have to work on myself to keep from scrutinizing what others think of me. Those thoughts are fruitless and are often rooted in vanity anyway, but nevertheless, as I was struggling not to linger on those thoughts another thought came that is worth sharing. Deuteronomy 6:7 tells us what to do with those things the Lord gives to us. It say, “And thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up.” The Lord intends for us to honor Him, to acknowledge Him, to love Him, to think about and speak reverently and adoringly about Him. That is what we are to do. His gift to us is a love story unparalleled by any other. Redemption is the most wonderful experience a human can have! Why wouldn’t we talk of this precious love of a Savior who “is able to save [us] to the uttermost that come unto God by Him (Jesus), seeing He ever liveth to make intercession for [us]”? Hebrews 7:25
I guess this all came tumbling through my mind as I grappled with my own emotions from the suffering of those around me and recognized my ever present need to speak of that Blessed Hope who is Christ Jesus. Just taking a moment to remember and speak the name, brings a peace unlike any other, and for anyone who doesn’t understand, I pray you will…you will someday understand this awe and wonder that I feel when I turn to the cross and the risen Lord in times of great need.