Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Planning a birthday party is a big deal in our house. Birthdays are huge and we love them. Full of traditions, presents, food, and maybe even a party. The day you were born is very special. Yes this is a picture of me when I was born. God's Word says in Jeremiah, "I knew you when you were in your mother's womb" and "the hairs on your head are numbered". He knew me when I was microscopic. He knows me that well. He knows me better than I know myself. I surprise myself sometimes with stuff that I do or that comes out of my mouth. I think after, "Gosh did that just happen and did that just come our of my mouth?" Do I want to know that person inside? Who is that person?
God always has a way of redeeming that person inside because Jesus is in there doing a mighty work and shining His light in those dark places that person seems to hide. When I don't allow His light to shine there, or I ignore His calling my name, or think I can slough off His pruning cause I am too busy, then I am sadly mistaken. I think that is when our mistaken identity slips out......"that person" who misses the mark and takes me down a road I never intend or want to go down. I am mis-taken for someone else. I allow myself to be taken. For some reason I cross over, I allow, I ignore, I disregard the opportunity to commune with the Creator of the universe. I fall short of His glory. I don't know about you, but I wouldn't mind living in His glory. From glory to glory like a hopscotch game never having missed a box or number in the square, hopping from one to the next in perfect rhythm, not stepping on any of the lines, landing on two feet then one foot knowing He will keep my balance, bending and stooping to pick up the prize (Jesus) in one of the squares, not faltering in any way and then when it's time for me to turn around and hop home, He helps me again to make it all the way back to Him.
This is His birthday gift to us every day. We don't have to have a mistaken identity. We don't have to fall short and He wants to be with us, on our side, on our team in this game we call life hopscotching our way back to Him. Even when we falter He is there to get us back on track, back between the lines, with lines redrawn, His gift remaining steadfast as we continue on. This is why He came to set us free from that sinful person that is no gift to us, but more like a disaster waiting in the wings. Why is is so hard for us to receive the gift Jesus brings? He brings the gift of Hope wrapped in swaddling clothes. The fact that He has known me since I was microscopic tells me that when faced with His truth, His love, His character, His Spirit I must have an innate sense of who He is in me. 2 Timothy 2:13 "If we are unfaithful,he remains faithful,for he cannot deny who he is." When we have Jesus living in us and when faced with His truth, He cannot deny Himself in us. It resonates, sounds the alarm, puts up a banner that Jesus is in the house. Hallelujah! Receive His gift.
Posted by Madre Minutes at 9:42 AM