It’s morning now, the very beginning of a brand-new day. Something about the fact that it is a new beginning makes me sentimental, bursting with lines that belong only in a Hallmark card, and I’m not sure if it’s only because it is a new year, but I think it is because I just heard the incredible testimony of a friend who has just begun a new life. Over a period of about the last 3 hours, I have been telling her my testimony and she has told me hers.
I stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene.
His love is never-ending, always abounding, never ceasing, never failing. In “The Knowledge of the Holy” by A.W. Tozer, he talks about how sometimes the only way we can get close to describing God is by saying what He is not. That is kind of the way I feel right now. Silent yet praising. Dumbfounded yet rejoicing.
In “The Voyage of the Dawn Treader” (the book….not the movie), there is a part where Eustance has been turned into a dragon because of greed. Aslan meets him and Eustance knows that Aslan wants him to remove his skin. He tries to remove the consequences of his sin by himself. Removing layer after layer but making no difference. Aslan with a scratch from his claws removes every layer, undoing the curse.
“Wash yourselves; make yourselves clean.” Isaiah 1:16. What power have we to accomplish this apart from Him? What hope do we have without him making us alive from the dead?
I have no goodness in me. No righteousness to boast of. No love that is not towards myself. Without God. I am dark, but He calls me lovely.
He is the Word made flesh, which dwelt among us. The King of Glory come to man. And we have seen His glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. And from His fullness we have all received, grace upon grace. In Him was life and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it.
And to all who received Him, who believes in His name, He gives the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God.
I stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene.
His love is never-ending, always abounding, never ceasing, never failing. In “The Knowledge of the Holy” by A.W. Tozer, he talks about how sometimes the only way we can get close to describing God is by saying what He is not. That is kind of the way I feel right now. Silent yet praising. Dumbfounded yet rejoicing.
In “The Voyage of the Dawn Treader” (the book….not the movie), there is a part where Eustance has been turned into a dragon because of greed. Aslan meets him and Eustance knows that Aslan wants him to remove his skin. He tries to remove the consequences of his sin by himself. Removing layer after layer but making no difference. Aslan with a scratch from his claws removes every layer, undoing the curse.
“Wash yourselves; make yourselves clean.” Isaiah 1:16. What power have we to accomplish this apart from Him? What hope do we have without him making us alive from the dead?
I have no goodness in me. No righteousness to boast of. No love that is not towards myself. Without God. I am dark, but He calls me lovely.
He is the Word made flesh, which dwelt among us. The King of Glory come to man. And we have seen His glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. And from His fullness we have all received, grace upon grace. In Him was life and the life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it.
And to all who received Him, who believes in His name, He gives the right to become children of God, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God.
