Today, I got to go to my sister’s lake house to be still before God. I curled up in a chair with a heater on full blast and journaled prayers and studied God’s word. It was a blessing. In December I visited there, and I knew there was a need for me to pull away consistently to do that. There’s something about the water and total quiet. There are no excuses, no distractions. Plus, on the way there, I enjoyed music on my ipod. It is so good when you listen to songs that quench your soul. I listened to one of my old favorites from Dave Hunt–“Vision of Christ.” These lyrics are a good reminder:
battered and bruised, knocked down and torn
i’m so tired of fighting
so what’s the use of going on
i am weary of trying
then when I want to lay down and die
the Spirit of God quickly reminds me.
the eyes of the Lord see so much farther
than you and i can see
past all the pain,
past all the sorrow
when we are tempted to run and hide
may we remember the vision of Christ
an innocent man wrongly accused
he knew no sin at all
a beautiful lamb mocked and abused
he responded to the call
to be sin for us
and lay down and die
that you and i could experience life
it was for the joy set before him
that he endured the cross
we know in this world
we will all have trouble
but he has overcome
Puts things into perspective, huh? I am reminded of Paul writing of fellowshipping with him in his sufferings.
“Now if we are children, then we are heirs—heirs of God and co-heirs with Christ, if indeed we share in his sufferings in order that we may also share in his glory. I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us.”
“I want to know Christ and the power of his resurrection and the fellowship of sharing in his sufferings becoming like him in his death”
May I remember to focus myself daily on the reality of the gospel…of Christ’s beautiful offering…of the ABUNDANT life we have in Him. May I NEVER complain about the petty hindrances of my life. May I rejoice that I get to share in sufferings with Him…because of his name. May I not forget my brothers and sisters around the world who fellowship in sufferings daily…some becoming like Him in his death.
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I love you so much. And I miss you tons. When will you be in Nashville again? I wish I could hang out with you!