Jesus

Names can’t fully describe Him, pictures can’t capture His image - He is indescribable. Words can’t define His nature - He can’t be exaggerated.
“He is the RADIANCE of the glory of God and the EXACT imprint of His nature, and He upholds the universe by the WORD of His power” (Hebrews 1:3). “He is the IMAGE of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation. For by Him ALL things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities – ALL things were created through Him and for Him. And He is before ALL things, and in Him ALL things hold together” (Colossians 1:15-17). “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him, and without Him was not any thing made that was made. 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” (John 1:1-5). He is God, and He is humble. “Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. Have this mind among yourselves, which is yours in Christ Jesus, who, though He was in the form of God, did NOT count equality with God a thing to be grasped, but made Himself NOTHING, taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men. And being found in human form, He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. Therefore, God has highly exalted Him and bestowed on Him the name that is above very name, so that at the NAME of Jesus EVERY knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and EVERY tongue confess that JESUS CHRIST IS LORD, to the glory of God the Father.” (Philippians 2:3-11)Do you get a glimpse of my Savior? He is God and the word of His power holds the universe together, but He humbled Himself to nothing. He used His hands as a carpenter when He was young. With the same hands, He touched lepers and healed them. With His hands, He took what was lame and healed. With His hands, He laid them on children and prayed for them. With His hands, He loved. He is love. This is true love that God would lay His life down for us, so that we may have eternal life in Him. He is the Son of God; He is the way, the truth, the life. Do you trust Him? Do you believe in Him? Do you have faith in Him? He has promised, “I will NEVER leave you nor forsake you.” “If we have died with Him, we will also live with Him; if we endure, we will also reign with Him; if we deny Him, he also will deny us; if we are faithless, He remains faithful- for He cannot deny Himself.” (2 Timothy 2:11-13) He remains faithful, but do you have faith in Him? Are you a child of God? Jesus is the only way to conquer the sin inside of you. Jesus is the only way to defeat the sting of death. Jesus is the only way to the Father in heaven. He is the only truth that is right all the time every time no exceptions, anyone and everyone is called to have eternal life in Him, but apart from Him there is no way into heaven. Good works only box you in and buries you, but Jesus saves you and promises that in Him there is eternal life. He is the light of men, He is the true life, He is the only way, He is the absolute truth, He is the Prince of Peace, He is Mighty God, He is the One on the white horse with a sword on His side who drives away the darkness by the word of His mouth, mountains quake, seas shake, demons shudder, every knee bows, every mouth confesses at the sound of His name. His name is Jesus.

The Love of My God

The Love that my God has for me, is the Love that breaks every chain. It is the Love that is perfect and casts out fear. The Love that would die for His enemy, and the same Love, so great and powerful, death could not hold. The Love that my Savior has for me, drove Him to the cross and kept Him silent like a lamb as the world turned against Him and rejected Him. His Love for me was so great that He took God’s entire wrath so that I would not have the wrath of God poured out upon me. The Love so great that while I was His enemy, when I was at my worst, when I was the least desirable, He died for me. He humbly came into the world that He created as a servant because He loved me. Because of the great love that He loved me, He died for me. Because of the great love that God loved me, He sent His only Son to die for my sin. His Love is so great that He wants me. He wants me when I am broken, lame, ashamed, tired, trampled, weary, and hopeless. He loves me so much that He fixes my brokenness and lameness by replacing it with new life. His Love casts away shame and gives me boldness to be unashamed. His Love gives me rest and peace. His Love is my hope.
One would scarcely die for a righteous person, and one would even dare die for a good person. Who would die for the poor or the sick? Who would even die for an enemy! My Savior died for me when I was His enemy! My Healer loved me when I was sick and poor! He made me well and gave me indescribable riches! He loved me when I was His enemy, and to prove it, He died for me. His Love was so great, so holy, so perfect, so righteous that death could not hold it. Death could not overcome His Love. His Love conquers death. His love breaks walls unseen. His Love splits the heart and moves. His Love is unstoppable. His Love, I don’t deserve, but He gives it freely and abundantly. I guess that’s what you call grace, and I am drowning in it. I am overwhelmed by it. His Love is strong. His Love holds me. When I see Him and run to Him, before I can make it to Him, He runs out to meet me. His arms hold me and comfort me. His warm embrace comforts me and breaks me. His Love humbles me. His Love, my God’s Love, my Savior’s Love, is perfect.

Darkness

Waded in the depths of darkness, trapped in the black, blind to all

Created light, but it was only a fallacy, deceived but I refused.

Lost in the night, lying about chasing the light, passion and desires guide by chains.

Willingly following, but actually enslaved, deceived but I ignore.

Good at doing evil, bad at doing good.  Lacking in discipline but exceeding in pride

Lived dead, but thought I was alive. deceived and I was numb to deception.

I once lived in darkness, but because of my foolish pride, I tricked myself into believing I was walking in light.  Surrounded black, I was blind to it, but refusing to believe that I was.  Too proud to admit that I was selfish, too selfish to admit I was proud.  Broken, I believed I was whole.  Emptiness that I tried to fill.  I tried, but I couldn’t.  Lukewarm and worthless. I heard a voice cutting through the black.  Darkness scatters and shakes.  My soul hears though my ears are deaf, but what about me?  What about my accomplishments, what about what I want to do, what about… me?  I can do everything by my own willpower; accepted the sound of the voice, but continued to follow my own ways.  Deceived, because my ways aren’t my own.  Enslaved, walking towards death I remained blind, slowly wasting away. Moved to my knees, wept from my heart, yearned for more, glimpsed light, exposed to my need, to my despair, to my brokenness, to my imperfectness, to my sin.  Lasting impact? No. Changed? No. Remained in my pride enslaved to sin? Yes.  Watch, look at this glimpse.  Setting the scene, like a weak flower, I was withered before the start and trampled before the end.  Mocked over music that preached about what was going on in that moment, but I was deaf and stopped listening because of the lack of acceptance.  Songs preaching truth never going deep, never getting past the words.  Memorized in the mind, absent on the heart, I was so lost. I would be moved, but the coldness in my heart would reject anything warm anything good.  I was deceived, I thought I was alive, I thought that I was living, I refused to believe that I walked towards death, rejected the acceptance of my pride and selfishness, accepted the world. Reflected my life on the world’s standard and I was good in comparison.  Preached against people thinking they are good being enough to be accepted to go to heaven, but I was what I preached.  I was the sermons, I was the lyrics playing to the tune of hypocrite, hedonist, and narcissist.