Today was the weirdest, and perhaps best Easter I've ever had. I was in Washington all weekend helping a friend out with her sister's wedding. I planned on driving straight home last night after the wedding, so I left her house at 9pm. Realizing I was too tired I stopped in at my sister's house up in Lacey, WA and stayed the night. I ended up sleeping in a bit this morning then hitting the road for home about 10:30 am. Ok so there's the background info.
While I was bummed that I wasn't home Easter morning, I had the best car ride with Jesus. I talked with him the whole way down and got deeper revelation of His Resurrection than ever before. I bawled my eyes out for maybe an hour and a half straight of the drive. Not too safe with the rain already on the roads, but I couldn't helped it. Here's what He showed me.
Jesus came to this earth to do the things that I struggle to do everyday. He loved the unlovable and rejected, he spoke TRUTH when it was not popular, He lived absolutely flawlessly to fulfill God's will and early prophecies. I get mad at drivers on the road. I roll my eyes at homeless beggers, I constantly think of how to make my life more comfortable. I get mad at my family for trivial things rather than love them. I hang out at my house when there's a world to be touched, a town that needs to hear the name of Jesus. I struggle EVERY day with these things, He lived this way. All for what? To save us - to save me from my wretchedness. Because He loves me so much that He couldn't picture eternity without me or anyone else of His creation. Because He wanted me to live my life to the fullest and have constant relationship with Him.
Gosh, I've heard this message spoken my entire life but am finally beginning to see what it means. The phrased "Jesus loves me" is taking on a whole new meaning and it is blowing my mind. I could never express what that car ride meant to me because it spoke to the deepest parts of me. I wish I could express it but it seems impossible.
Which Jesus do you follow? Which Jesus do you serve?
If Ephesians says to imitate Christ, why do I look so much like the world?
My Jesus bled and died for my sins;
He spent His time with thieves and liars.
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant
So which one do I want to be?
Who is this that I follow? The picture of the American dream?
If Jesus was here would I walk right by on the other side, or would I fall down and worship at His Holy feet?
Jesus, I want to be face down before you my entire life, in everything I do, in every decision I make, in every conversation I have, in every friendship I am blessed with.
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