Romans 5:6-21
8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. ..........11 And not only so, but we also joy in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom we have now received the atonement.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJOzdLwvTHA
It must have been May...that's when the Jacaranda trees are covered with multitudes of purple flowers. I'd run up stairs in our 'Jacaranda Tree' house (I name all the places we've lived in) through myself on the big, puffy chaise lounge and lost myself in the branches of purple filling up the floor to ceiling, wall to wall picture window.
Yup, crying again. I'd made a lousy dinner, or lost my temper, or done something and expected some praise, I don't know...something that sparked my feelings of not measuring up, of not pleasing my children or my husband or someOne.
"I just can't please them," broke through my tears as my heart got filled up with the bouquet of purple.
Sometimes we can hear things and they don't really sink in. Maybe that's why God speaks in a still small voice straight to our open spirit-ears.
"It's not your job to 'please' them. It's your job to please Me and I am very pleased with you because of Jesus."
This time I really 'heard' that message. It went into my spirit-ears and filled me up like the window's purple glow. God is pleased with me. It is finished. God is pleased with me.
That unconditional promise of Love and acceptance changes Everything. Done, settled...
Now I was free to grow and produce a multitude of flowers because His Love covered me and filled me up. Now my roots could sink deep and my branches reach up and even when my flowers sometimes turn into and spongy mess (like that dinner) tracked carelessly onto some white carpet, He is pleased with me. He is 'very' pleased with me, because of Jesus. :)
It's like a perfect, grande, nonfat, decaf, no whip, extra hot mocha....and a bear claw.
And a long chat with my friend.
Trusting and giving and loving and laughing and knowing...
He gets me and I trust him completely.
8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. ..........11 And not only so, but we also joy in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom we have now received the atonement.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJOzdLwvTHA
It must have been May...that's when the Jacaranda trees are covered with multitudes of purple flowers. I'd run up stairs in our 'Jacaranda Tree' house (I name all the places we've lived in) through myself on the big, puffy chaise lounge and lost myself in the branches of purple filling up the floor to ceiling, wall to wall picture window.
Yup, crying again. I'd made a lousy dinner, or lost my temper, or done something and expected some praise, I don't know...something that sparked my feelings of not measuring up, of not pleasing my children or my husband or someOne.
"I just can't please them," broke through my tears as my heart got filled up with the bouquet of purple.
Sometimes we can hear things and they don't really sink in. Maybe that's why God speaks in a still small voice straight to our open spirit-ears.
"It's not your job to 'please' them. It's your job to please Me and I am very pleased with you because of Jesus."
This time I really 'heard' that message. It went into my spirit-ears and filled me up like the window's purple glow. God is pleased with me. It is finished. God is pleased with me.
That unconditional promise of Love and acceptance changes Everything. Done, settled...
Now I was free to grow and produce a multitude of flowers because His Love covered me and filled me up. Now my roots could sink deep and my branches reach up and even when my flowers sometimes turn into and spongy mess (like that dinner) tracked carelessly onto some white carpet, He is pleased with me. He is 'very' pleased with me, because of Jesus. :)
It's like a perfect, grande, nonfat, decaf, no whip, extra hot mocha....and a bear claw.
And a long chat with my friend.
Trusting and giving and loving and laughing and knowing...
He gets me and I trust him completely.
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