Sunday, December 31, 2000

Rock of Ages

Today I was listening to the You Version Bible App while driving down to see my mum for her birthday lunch {Happy Birthday sweet Mummy!}, and this verse stuck out to me and gave me the desire to write: "Beautiful words stir my heart. I will recite a lovely poem about the king, for my tongue is like the pen of a skillful poet. (Psalms 45:1 NLT)"

My tongue is not quite like that of a skillful poet. Actually, I get terrified of speaking publicly and would much rather hide in a quiet corner of a room with a stack of blank pages, a warm cup of tea or a glass of wine, my Bible, a pen with lots of ink, and time to burn just writing out my thoughts. I write about things I am thankful for, or my prayers whether they be from a hurt, angry, or loving heart. It's comforting that God doesn't mind me wanting to wrestle out frustrations over things I don't understand, He isn't afraid of me showing my "worst" side to Him, and that He can handle my wild mood swings that vary from day to day (sometimes moment to moment). :) I have always admired people who seem to be even-keeled no matter what the circumstance may be. Who is more constant than God? He's the same yesterday, today, and forever! I don't think I will ever "arrive" this side of Heaven. In fact, the closer I get to the Lord, the more clearly I see the sin that is biding its time in my heart...just waiting for the opportune moment. It's depressing if I dwell on it, but thank God I don't have to because that's not the end of the story! When I ask Jesus to forgive me of those things like: snapping at my child (today!), being impatient, having lustful thoughts, comparing myself to others, being full of pride, gluttony, or wanting to get vengeance on those who have hurt me or my loved ones...I can lift my humbled heart up to God and know that Jesus has already taken those sins upon his pure and perfect body and paid the price for them! I can rest in that thought. "It is finished" were Jesus' last words on the cross. Praise God for his unfailing and faithful love! Thank God for grace and when the law/rules we've broken come crashing down on us...may they send us running back to God's grace and love. Jesus, our Advocate, has proof in his nail scarred hands that are spread wide as evidence to the accuser that my filth was paid in full! May we desire to follow Him out of grateful hearts that have been overwhelmed by His unfailing love! In a world full of brokenness...where the moral compass is hard to find, we have a Rock to lift our eyes to. He has never changed. ❤




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