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This isn't original - I mean it's not from my wonderful mind, but from someone else's. I was talking to Sallie on the phone yesterday and she said, "The mercy of God is expensive." Sit on that one for a while. On God's end, mercy cost: 1. Jesus, God's Son, coming down to the earth, leaving the glorious presence of His Father and all the angels. 2. Jesus. God's Son, being beaten and ridiculed, spit on, slapped, etc. 3. Jesus, God's Son, dying on the cross for sins He didn't commit. God thinks the gift, the prize, the treasured possession was worth the cost! Now might be a good time to fall on my face. If you have freely received mercy, freely give mercy. It will cost you, but it's so worth it.
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Nope, not a baby.
I just forgot to add this to my last blog.
The Law created boundaries. It didn't create or offer freedom in anyway. Then Christ came, and He has fulfilled the Law and when we are in a covenant relationship with Him we are free from the laws of sin and death. I only say that to say that Tim and I had strict boundaries before marriage. Now we are in a covenant relationship we are no longer bound, we aren't held back from each other. We are free.
And God likes it.
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Life as a newly wed housewife (or homemaker, as Tim likes to call me)... awesome! I daily pray, read the Word and worship. I love those things. Guess what else I love? Washing the dishes. Vacuuming. Washing/drying/folding laundry. Sweeping. Swiffer wetjetting (this replaces the mop from days of old.) ;) Making food. Grocery shopping. Sitting on the couch with my husband after he comes home from work. I love it.
Here is where my mind stays: "The two shall become one flesh." In my mind this translates to. "The two become one new creation." I'm always searching for the parallel between a husband and wife and Christ and the Church. If anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old is gone. And leads me to a song lyric "we will never be the same. we will never be the same. we will never be the same." People are never the same after an intimate encounter with another. We are never the same after an encounter with the Living God, the Christ, the Holy Spirit. After we allow God to search and know the depths of our hearts, and after we search and know the depths of His heart - something changes. And I can't capture it. When someone shares the deepest part of their heart with you, your relationship is never the same. All I can do is repeat myself. Once the change begins, there is no going back to the person you were before. There is no going back, and its really awkard for everyone involved if you pretend like it didn't happen. I love knowing that my life will never be what it was before Christ. I love knowing that my life will never be the same since marrying Tim.
Our two destinies have been woven into one.
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Today I went to Sam's Club (please keep reading.) Beth Bentley was my driver.... as we were coming home we turned north-ish onto Dixie highway. Traffic was backed up. At the exact time we turned onto Dixie I was talking to my big brother on the phone. He said "mom got in an accident." I asked him where and he said on Dixie. So Beth pulled over, and I walked onto the scene. Doesn't sound true at all....she and my lil bro (both had been in the car) were standing safely on the side of the road. The car was tipped on it's side. They are both ok.
Here's the meat. I've been a Christian for about 5.5 years, and my lil sis has been a Christian for a couple years, and my big brother just got saved (or just got seized by the great Affection) just a couple weeks ago. For as long as I have been a Christian, I have known that everyone in my near family will be saved. Jesus loves my family. We've been through a lot of crap, dealt with tons of things, but I know Jesus loves my family. I know God has greater things. I also know that satan really hates my family. And I got to share that with my mom tonight. She asked me what I thought about the wreck and I just said "I believe in in satan, and I believe that he hates our family." I told that to my lil bro, too. I also told him God is greater than satan. My lil bro thanked God for his life tonight. Spiritual war is intense. It's so much more fun to fight on the side I know is winning. I get really irritated with the devil. But I know he is defeated. So all my siblings met at my moms house after she left the hospital, and we ate and we laughed a lot. And that really seems like Kingdom of God stuff to me. We were full of joy and full of peace. Sometimes I raise my voice and yell at the enemy, but it doesn't always have to be that way. I just feel like he's being tortured when I'm full of joy. That's a good feeling.
I will stand firm til the end!
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This is probably unfinished. I thought I'd share it anyways.
I sought a gift to bring to You, Yes, I gave all I had, Everything. All I had. I dug deep down in my pockets And wondered if I’d find something of worth. I found more than a couple pennies, a paperclip and some lint. I found more than some crumpled up dollar bills. I found more, Though it didn’t look like it at first. I searched for a gift, because You’re worthy To receive everything - all I have. I dug deep down… way deep down I felt something soft and warm, I grabbed on tight and pulled it out with some struggle What I held before You wasn’t pretty at first glance, It wasn’t shiny, it didn’t have a special glow It wasn’t even whole I found a gift for my King. I searched the depths of me To give You My heart: Broken, mangled, bleeding. Torn to pieces. I wondered how it could be pleasing But somehow I knew It was of far greater worth Than anything else I’d ever offered You.
Jesus is so good.
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