A Great Compassion is sustaining and guiding us.
“My sheep hear my voice; I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish. No one can take them out of my hand.”
We are the sheep of the Good Shepherd who cares tenderly for each of us.
Jesus said he knows us…which means he knows both the light and the shadow side of each of us. Jesus doesn’t say we have to get rid of the shadow side before he will care for us.
This is the Love of God!
The love of God does not depend on our worthiness. We don’t have to merit it.
God’s love is a gift.
Eternal life is a gift.
Jesus promises that no one can take us out of his hand.
Doesn’t that make you want to listen for his voice…and to follow
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The best things in life are free…
We’ve all heard it. Most of us accept this phrase as truth. I was one of those people.
But not anymore.
Free means that it doesn’t cost anything. And the best thing in my life is my salvation. Which cost my Savior everything.
People generally use this saying in reference to money. Like the popular thought that says, Can’t buy me love.
Again, yes you can. In fact, God did buy our love when He sent His son, Jesus, to die on the cross for us.
“Christ bought us with His blood and made us free…” – Galatians 3:13
When we are tempted to forget just how high a price Jesus paid on our behalf, we lose sight of what love really means.
It’s not conditional. It isn’t always pretty. In fact, it’s usually messy.
Love costs EVERYTHING.
photo credit: last light…
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Being a part of His plan, though, is even more…well, it’s indescribable!
Use me, God! I am willing!
Jesus, allow me to be Your hands and feet!
Teach me to be a fisher of men!
I want to be like the birds that sing Your praises, like the flowers that bloom to Your song, like the stars that shine in the darkest of nights…all being who they were created to be!
Allow me not to wither away as the parched plant in a neverending drought.
Allow my heart not to hollow as with the start of petrified wood or harden as fossilized stone.
Protect me from the weathering work of the enemy and the venom of the serpents that threaten to steal what You say is mine.
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For years, I understood Jesus to be only a tiny reflection of who He really is. He was primarily a teaching based on strict religious beliefs.
Reflecting back, I realize how little I related to him. How little I relied on him. How little I knew of him,though I thought at the time that it was much.
Truthfully, he was about as real as I might perceive a fairytale or superhero of some sort. The fact that I couldn’t see him, or touch him, or experience him in any measure of fullness, really hindered my ability to know Him or experience growth. My life had adapted and I left little room to conceive of anything more.
I believed in His existence, but had no idea of the power and strength He wanted to give me…
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