I would like to share something that happened to me this morning. For my morning Scripture scripture. I read Chapter 11:5- end. The death and raising of Lazarus. I read it intently, not unlike I do with every morning scripture (when I remember to do so).
I was only suppose to go as far as verse 17 but I felt led to read to the end of the chapter. I don’t know why but I listened and obeyed. When I was done, I burst our crying. The flood gates opened and I cried.
My soul was crying, for I had the Spirit enter me and reminded me that Jesus is the Resurrection. If he could raise the dead, think about how more he could do for the living. I realized that even know that I knew that I am saved in the Precious name of Jesus, washed in His blood, that I had become a little too routine.
Here is the reason I say that. I was suppose to read John 15:5-17, not what I had read. John 15 5-17 talks about Jesus command to love one another and I have loved you. Which is important. We all know the verse and if you don’t, it might be time to read it.
As I sit here I am shaking slightly. Sure I have cried before as I worshiped. Who hasn’t? But this was different. It was sudden and quick. It hit me like a ton of bricks.
For whatever reason, The Lord had me read John 11 instead. I don’t know why, maybe to show me that He can raise the dead, even if we are still alive!
Jesus died so that I might live. That I might be washed in his blood. That I might walk in his way, even if I do make mistakes from time to time. He paid the price for my Salvation. He spread his arms and died for me. He paid the debt when he knew that I couldn’t.
I am still a sinner. I still commit the vile act but I can go to the Father and beg forgiveness and He will give it to me. He throws it as far as the east is from the west and remembers it no more. Why cause God has a bad memory, no because He chooses to.
Jesus loves you. He loves from the tips of your toes to the top of your head. He loves you in ways that you will never understand. That I will never understand. He loves us with all of our scars and marks and bruises and warts. We are His and He is ours…if you allow Hm to be.
If you don’t know the Jesus that I know. The one that cupped a child’s chin or cured a man that was blind. The one that wasn’t afraid to sit with the sinners and the sick. The lepers and the feeble. Then you should seek him out. He loves you with a never ending love. He always has and He always will.
I will leave you with this. John 3:16
“16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”
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