You know that feeling; the one where
you think you have missed something important but can’t quite grasp it. That’s how I have felt of late, and now I know
what it is. I have missed the grace of
God. It’s not that it no longer exists;
nor that it has not been offered to me.
It’s because I have been thirsting for truth and love, and haven’t even
taken the first drink offered by Christ, namely, Himself.
You know that sense of dread;
whereby you recall, oh so vividly, the thoughtless word spoken, or a brittle
smile barely disguising a haughty spirit?
If the little foxes spoil the vine, then my belittling thoughts can pull
down strong trees.
You know that first moment of being
awake; the moment you consciously breathe?
In that moment, I want to remember how much Christ really does love me;
that my sins are really truly forgiven by Christ. That’s the grace I need. That’s the grace offered to me every moment
of every day. How can I forget that?
I am grateful to our worship team at
Emmanuel Baptist Church of Clare. I needed
to hear Paul Baloche’s song: “Jesus, Be My Saviour,”https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-DaXRcgzD-M, even though I did not know
it. I was reminded that Jesus Christ is
the Sufficient One for all of my life.
Since He has already paid the price for sin; since He has risen from the
dead; since He intercedes for me, I don’t need to ask Him to be my Saviour- but I do need reminding
that he is such a wonderful Saviour.
I
will praise the name of God with a song; I will magnify him with thanksgiving.
Psalm
69:30
This is a song lifted at first light; an offering of praise to my
God.
