Imagining a proud father holding a newborn in the palm of his hand, I envision love beaming from God's eyes as He says, "Awe, Perfect! How beautiful!" You were exactly the creation intended. (God didn't make a mistake. He never does.) Christians are royalty, joint heirs, children of the KING! With access to everything God owns, we get the best seats in the house! Yet, knowing such is of little value until we access those privileges.
Some struggle to become acceptable, thinking God won't otherwise receive them. Others hold people back, trying to make them white. Acceptance was ours the moment we received God and the acceptable time is when He calls you. Don't tell God's children they can't serve. And, don't you tell God you can't. As long as we bow to such defeating thoughts, we remain separate from truth and rightful inheritance.
You know God is there. Sometimes you hear Him. But often, He seems so very far away. He isn't really. He's just patiently waiting for you to let go of your cross, get up, and walk. More than anything we could offer, God longs for a relationship with us. When we seek God more than life itself, He begins revealing Himself to us. There's such 'awe' in God's presence, as in each step we learn more about what He's really like. Try taking spiritual risks, you may never know what you're missing.
If we only have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable. Truth sets you free. Stand up to Satan with it. Seek to know truth in your every thought. Does it line up with God's love for you? Seek God's direction in each moment of your day, wherein it is impossible to fail Him. Don't put it off any longer. Your life depends upon it. Steps of faith give us Victory!
Through much tribulation we enter the Kingdom of God (letting Him sit upon the throne of our heart). For those who don't choose it, it just isn't bad enough yet ... bad enough to place all those wounds where they rightfully belong (on Satan's door step) ... bad enough to quit telling God what He believes and get our every next answer from Him ... bad enough to desire praises from God instead of men ... bad enough to say, "Here am I, send me."
Perhaps only then can God be a proud parent again, (not perfect, but having perfect hearts) -- children who look into their Father's eyes with complete faith and adoration.
God raises the weak to confound the wise. He wants to love us in ways we never dreamed. Isn't it about time we let Him?
© by Joyce C. Lock