Tuesday, September 7, 2010

treausre

coming back to nashville this weekend i was thinking and listening to music, just kind of reveling in the beauty of the drive. its such a magnificent drive with all of the hills and trees.
anyways, i was driving and listening to some music, some christian and some not. while i was listening, i heard some lyrics that i dont even remember what song they came from, but it was talking about how WE are God's treasure. it took a little while for that to sink in. You mean to say, that I am His treasure?!?!?! ME--a dirty, rotten sinner, not worthy of God's gaze much less His love. Its a concept not too foreign for me, I mean I've been in sunday school and church where they briefly mention God's love for us through saying that God sent His Son to die for us so that we are saved. Such a beautiful picture of sacrificial love, yet it gets overlooked because of its common use. When thinking about being God's treasure, i started to wonder- WHY? why does He want me? Im no where good enough. I mess up every day. I fall short every minute. But then, the sunday school teaching kicked in. When Christ died on the cross for our sins, His blood covered every past sin, every present sin, and every new sin. When God looks in His book, He will not be able to see that on September 7, 2010 I screwed up 11000 times. He'll only see His absolutely perfect and blameless Son because I've accepted the invitation to follow Christ. This does NOT give me a get out of jail free card by any means. I still have to ask for forgiveness and I try my best to lead a righteous life worthy of Christ, but before I even get out of bed I know that it is not possible. I CAN however, accept that God in His infinite love for me and for His Son, WILL forgive me. His mercy is never ending. His love is never failing. His GRACE is everlasting. And that is why on my ride home yesterday I fell in love with my Savior all over again. He's my Father, my Redeemer, my Joy, and my Peace.
We find Peace when we rest in God alone.

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