Jesus, Son of God

I sit here at my dining room table after hours, truly hours, undisturbed in His presence.  Breaking bread, reading scripture, praying, memorizing Ephesians, listening to a new worship cd I just bought, (White Flag- Passion) and keep listening to “Jesus, Son of God”.  (What an anointed worship leader is Chris Tomlin.  Thank you Chris for your heart so close to God that He would pour himself through you to draw His worshippers to the throne.)

As I sit here… I am just so overwhelmed.  Tears pouring down my cheeks…. I just look at all God has given us in His One and Only and I am so humbled.  How much pain Christ endured for us to be free.  I know I don’t know the full weight of my own sin, nor does my heart know the worth of our Lord.  How my perfect King could even LIE down on a wooden cross… I can’t even imagine that humbling part of being naked and lying himself on it.  (Tears flood me…) He so willingly, lovingly endured such excruciating pain for me, for us.  This is the gospel.  The good news.  It’s our gift.  This is the gospel Paul reminds us “I became a SERVANT to this gospel” Eph 3:7. 

Am I servant to this gospel?  Am I a slave to Christ now out of love and devotion?  Do I desire His will over mine?? 

I am so convicted that we live like Gods here, especially in North America.  That we water down the truth to fit what our itching ears want to hear.  We take God when he fits in to our schedule.  When I look around, I find myself so saddened at what has become of us.  When God has blessed us so much and we carry on like we’ve done it all.  I am embarrassed to the point of tears as I sit before our Almighty God this morning and I find myself saying, “I’m sorry Lord.”  “ I’m so sorry.” 

My prayer lately as I read scripture is, “Show me Christ.”  “Reveal Him to me.”  I’ve also been asking more for God to show me what concerns Him and what He cares about.  That Christ through me now would consume me with God’s affairs rather than my own fleshly desires. 

And in this moment, right now, He has me simply humbled in worship as I’m reminded of our Fearless leader who laid himself down on the cross; Jesus, Son of God.

“Father, for your One and Only Son, Jesus.  Thank you.  Continue to teach and reveal to me His worth.”

“Jesus for physically lying down for me, it’s my turn.  I shall be devoted to you for life.” 

“Holy Spirit that allows me to feel, and know the fellowship of His sufferings though even in part, how I love your presence in and through me.  Continue to have your way in me.  I am yours.”