Hearing The Love
By
faith, the walls of Jericho fell down after being encircled for seven
days.
Hebrews 11:30
A
little while ago I saw a quiz about IQ and several people’s
responses to their results. It made me laugh as some of the people
are very close to me and finally, maybe, seeing something I’ve been
trying to tell them for years. As usual I was taken by how quick we
all are to measure ourselves in comparison to others.
Shortly
after seeing the quiz and the reactions, I was deep in prayer when
God revealed to me that one of my biggest strongholds is allowing the
opinions of one small, particular group of people to shape who I am
and how I see myself. Through a very pointed Scripture He reminded me
that I am His, His daughter, His creation, His beloved. Lyrics from
three of my favorite songs ran through my head, all about belonging
to God and how deep and great is His love for us. ( 1 John 3:1) What
a blessing!
I
have a little journal that I use every morning to write down ten
blessings for the day. They range from the sublime, God’s grace,
mercy, or something of that nature to things like tea. The lists
reflect the fact that everything I have and/or am is a gift from God.
He is so incredibly good to me. I am aware of that and somewhat aware
that not everyone shares that same awareness. (I apologize for
overworking that word.) I understand that every person’s faith is
different and that there are people who truly do not think about God
at all. It’s just odd to me. I cannot imagine a day where God was
not in my thoughts. I talk to Him all the time. I am conscious of His
presence.
That’s
when I really understood what God was telling me, not for the first
time, certainly but in a very intense way. It does not matter what
any other human being thinks, how they see me or even what IQ they
may have or I may have. I am a child of God, deeply loved, quite
unique and most important, fearfully and wonderfully made. (Psalm
139)
Many
years ago a friend of mine used to say, “They can’t get me into
heaven but they might keep me out.” Try as I did, I could not get
her to see the error of that thinking. The truth is no other person
can keep us out of heaven but the influence we let other people or
things have on our life, can keep us from doing all that we were
created to do, or from being what we were created to be. That feels
like sin, to trust another word more than the Word of God. So I sat
with it for a bit. Then I listened to those songs that help me
remember how deep our Father’s love truly is. I can’t say
definitively that this is a life changing morning but I can say that
it certainly looks that way.
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