What would it be like if every morning, when I woke up, one of the first thoughts that came to my mind was how deeply I am loved, cherished and completely accepted by the Father? What would it be like if I didn’t just know in my head, but actually believed in my heart, that He longs to spend time with me, to walk with me, the way He walked with Enoch?
What I know in my head to be true doesn’t seem to line up with the feelings in my heart. The feelings in my heart are that since He is a holy God, and I must be a great disappointment to Him.
But if I REALLY believed in my heart, what I know to be true in my head:
I think I wouldn’t avoid Him nearly as much.
I think I wouldn’t let the computer crowd Him out.
|What if I knew in my heart that I am this cherished by my Father in heaven?|
I want to throw this verse out there, for my consideration, at least, and maybe for yours. To remind myself (and maybe you) of some truth that my heart needs to learn.
I took this from the King James Version, so if you look it up in the NIV, the wording will be somewhat different. It’s Ephesians 1:6.
“To the praise of the glory of his grace, in which he has made us accepted in the beloved.“
In HIS eyes, I am accepted in the Beloved.
In HIS sight, I am holy and blameless.
Because I’m His. Because He adopted me: not because I was the cutest little thing in shoe leather. Not because I was an extra good girl.
He adopted me before the creation of the world. Before I’d had an opportunity to do one single thing: whether good or bad.
Here’s what it says in the verses right before that verse that I extracted from Ephesians 1(and I added the italics, obviously):
“For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love, he predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will – to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves.”
Just reminding myself of what my head knows to be true, and of what I want my heart to learn to count on, daily, as truth.
Who knew I’d still need reminders, after all the years I’ve been His?
Well…HE probably did. 😀