I’ve been thinking about Jesus and how He was/is always yielded to the Father and the Holy Spirit, and they to Him. He is LORD of all and yet He walked in total surrender and humility and impacted His surroundings eternally in a mere three years time. He is the only one who could genuinely boast in His perfection and yet He never did. Not once.
He yielded to the will of the Father fully and completely, even unto death. When I meditate on that truth I am undone. He endured the cross because the Father desired to be restored to the union He had with His children in the garden. To walk in the cool of the day with our Creator is such a gift, and it literally has nothing to do with us or how good, anointed, or pious we think we are. No, it has everything to do with the Son of Man who laid His life down.
Jesus is our example.
My heart burns to know Him more and more. A love that chose me, gave everything for me even while knowing everything about me is a love I’m so desperate to get lost in. The more I know Him, the more I am aware of how intensely I need Him. I exist because He said I was a good idea. There is absolutely nothing about me or what I have or don’t have that has anything to do with me.
It’s His kindness and grace upon my life that is on display when you recognize something beautiful or worthy of celebrating. I wouldn’t even have breath in my lungs if He didn’t first breathe it into me.
I am completely reliant on Him.
I can steward the gifts He’s given with excellence, and do it all unto Him as we all should. But it’s when we lose sight of the One who gave them to us that those gifts & subsequent praises (or fear of the opinions) of man become dangerous temptations to play with. To live for the praise of man means we will just as easily die when that praise disappears. And to live in fear of their opinions means we have given them the high place of our hearts, not Jesus. When He asks us to do something it’s because He’s in it with us.
Yielding to Jesus only brings life - life abundant.
I want my heart to be fully yielded to Him and Him alone. To find my significance in what He says about me and no one else. To be a woman who uses the gifts HE gave me to minister to Him. Then let Him take my offering and do with it what He pleases - even if that means no one ever sees, hears, or knows about it. Finding my heart so content in Him, in that place - completely dead to self and free of the hold of others opinions.
I feel such an invitation to invite Jesus to search our hearts and know us. To allow Him to expose the areas of weakness that would eventually crush us if we let them go on. To find new levels of surrender to the Lover of our souls because there is no amount of man’s praise, or opinions, that can compare to hearing our Savior and King whisper the words, “I am My Beloveds and they are Mine.”
My friends, He’s worthy of everything.
He is worthy of our humble and yielded hearts.
Never doubt how much you are loved.
