Tuesday, September 20, 2011

I remember

Do you? I remember the day I gave my life to Christ. I was six. I remember being very burdened at the thought of my sin, of being separated from a God who wanted a relationship with me.  I was in awe of Heaven and the Master-plan I saw behind it all, behind existence and my own life.

It just made such sense. 

I could look down at my six-year-old body and think, "This makes sense." Look at my body. Everything moves, grows, and is wired unlike any man-made contraption or device. The ability to see, the ability to think, all of the "behind-the-scenes" things that happen in our bodies every single day.

I understood. 
At six.

 I have been a little weather bug since I was a child. I could look around at the Earth and think, "This makes sense." Look at the ocean how it stops and doesn't just keep coming. It has boundaries. Look at all the animals, how there is order among them, yet just as the Bible stories said "Man is above them in dominance." Look at the weather, how storms build and grow and shower us. I could see power in tornadoes and hurricanes and know that Someone designed this place. Someone designed me. 

Do you know what that means? It doesn't mean that I was a genius six-year-old. No, I was plain. Awkwardly tall, average, with above average feet actually. I was scared of things, like many children are. My feelings got hurt on the playground, I colored pictures for my teacher. I had imaginary friends and pretended I was Elizabeth Taylor in National Velvet riding "The Pie."

I was a child. 
I remember. 

So, what does it mean? It means that a Holy God, looks down and scans the Earth and sends forth His Holy Spirit to reveal the things which we do not know. It means He takes time. It means He wants to know us personally. It means that we can look around us and know that God exists.

"For ever since the world was created, people have seen the earth and sky. Through everything God made, they can clearly see his invisible qualities--his eternal power and divine nature. So, they have no excuse for not knowing God. Yes, they knew God, but they wouldn't worship him as God or even give him thanks. And they began to think up foolish ideas of what God was like. As a result their minds became dark and confused. Claiming to be wise, they instead became utter fools. And instead of worshiping the glorious, ever-living God, they worshiped idols made to look like mere people and birds and animals and reptiles." Romans 1: 20-23

Just to know that He exists is not enough. The devil knows God exists. He just doesn't worship Him, doesn't obey Him, and seeks to blind us from the truth. Knowing God comes through a personal relationship with Christ. I believe that Christ is coming back very soon for His children. And it is my deepest desire that you don't miss Him. Do you remember? If you can't think back to a time when you know that Christ set you free through salvation. I pray that today is the day of remembrance for you.


Susan Skitt said...

I remember it well, I was 7 1/2 years old when I asked Jesus to be my personal Savior. I sat in a church service and as the invitation was given, I was overwhelmed with my need, the sin that separated me from a loving God and God's only Son, Jesus who gave his life to save me. When I asked Jesus into my heart, it felt as though a weight was lifted from my little seven-year-old shoulders.

I'm so glad for the mercy of God and His power to save and to keep us in His care. Many years have passed and many life changes have come my way, but I'm so glad that nothing will ever separate me from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus my Lord! (Romans 8:38,39)

I found your blog via KCWC and just posted your article, Tomorrow Had Come, on my blog, Adventurous Living.

God bless and I look forward to visiting again.