I’m back! This is a sort of “Part Two” to the last post I did. So, snuggle into a comfy seat, wrap your hands around a mug of tea, and let’s begin! I know things like this ask for dimmed lights, but that’s not possible in this case…and you can’t see my face anyhow! Okay, okay, I’ll just start. 🙂
Rewind a decade, shall we? Imagine a smaller version of me, with fewer freckles. Along the road of my spiritual journey, much has happened that has led to this point in time. It is a winding, rambling road that rises and falls until I suddenly come upon a crossroad. So far, the path was carefully protected and peaceful, and as I look back, there was something at work that was somehow guiding my road around each bend, the markers along the trail bringing me straight to this crossroad.
It was at this crossroad I paused. One road stretched out before me, there was a hint of an incline that was shadowed by ancient trees and craggy foot-hills. I couldn’t see far. Perpendicular to me was another road, that sloped on a gentle curve so that I could not see where it led, despite the lack of geological inconveniences. Everything was silent. I knew the choice was up to me alone, and somehow, I grasped its severity.
This painting sums it up.
I chose a path. It was significant. It changed me then, and it is still changing me now. My journey had (and has) many more twists and turns. Yes. I chose that ancient path.
By now you probably know what I am talking about.
“Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat; because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.” Matthew 7:13-14 KJV
Ten years ago, I made a deliberate choice to be a Christian. I completely and unconditionally yielded my sinful life to Jesus in return for His new Life in me. I had a change in destination. Things seemed so clean and pointed.
But then, a few years down the road, I was frustrated. Nothing had really “happened” to me. I had envisioned a smooth transformation into a supernaturally patient, wise, and generous person. It would be so effortless and natural. Yet there I was, still so normal and still so human. Why couldn’t I be an Elsie Dinsmore?! I began to doubt the “change” that a Christian was supposed to have. I didn’t see the forest for the trees.
Praise the Lord, He is so faithful! He opened my eyes to see my foolishness.
I was trying to have a “Christain life” without being a Christian. My relationship with Christ was at a stalemate because I had repulsed the uncomfortable change of maturing in Him. I had asked for forgiveness for my sins, embraced the fact that I was saved, but then put God on the shelf as a sort of decoration. I didn’t desire to read the Bible, I had no drive to pray. Yet there I was, asking God for the spiritual fruits of a relationship with Him.
Right then and there, my spiritual life was revolutionized. I learned the true meaning of God’s grace. Not only was I freed from the past life of sin, but I was also empowered to live a victorious life in Christ. The answer wasn’t “more love” or “more patience” or “more joy” it was more of Jesus. Girls, if you can anything away from this post, let it be this. Jesus is ALL sufficient! He is EVERYTHING we need for life and godliness. If you pursue a personnel relationship with Jesus, you are going to change. Things in your life will start changing and you won’t be able to explain it apart from Him.
Search the Bible, pray with purpose. I’m talking about a devotion time spent in the very presence of God. Even as I write this, I am convicted to do that more. How easy it is to be trapped into a daily routine, or lack of interest in my time in the Word. I’m still learning. I’m still growing. But it is the most terrific journey to be on.