Falling in Love Made All the Difference~
For most of my life, I "followed" God out of fear. Fear of doing it wrong. Fear of not doing it right. Fear of not measuring up. Fear of making God mad. Fear of (gasp) missing out on Heaven. Year after year, this was my Christian walk. Going to church because I "had" to. Picking up my Bible only to carry it to church with me, just in case I might "need" it. Saying prayers that were repetitive, short, and powerless. Going through the motions of being a Christians, totally missing out on Christ completely. Then, I met my husband. He couldn't get enough of God. Every opportunity he had was spent going to church, reading his Bible, listening to Christian radio, drinking in God anyplace, anywhere - because he wanted to, he desired to, he couldn't NOT. My time with God was fear driven. His time with God was love driven. My Christianity was based on trying my hardest to obey "religious rules". His Christianity was based on giving of himself in loving relationship with his Jesus. He was living the abundant life (John 10:10), overflowing in fruitful living in and through Christ Jesus. I was merely existing, drowning in dead works with nothing to grab on to. Then, by the power of the Holy Spirit, I, too, began to fall in love with Jesus. I discovered it wasn't about what I could do to earn my way to God, but what God had already done to earn my way back home. I learned it wasn't about me trying to persuade God to love me, but being fully persuaded in my heart that God already loved me, in spite of me. And, you know what?! God's unbelievably believable love for me, drew me to Him. God's unconditional, unchanging, undeserving love for me, undid me and drew me to my knees. God's amazing love for me, changed my dead religious acts into a vibrant, life-changing, life-giving, life-long love relationship with the Lover of my soul. Love made all the difference. I still try to do right. I still try not to do wrong. I still try to please my Heavenly Father. I still long for Heaven. Not because I fear God, because I love Him. And this love of God, makes me fear my God in the deepest, purest, most amazing way. And this love of God, makes me want to flee from sin and run from anything that keeps me from God. And this love of God, keeps me seeking Him in the pages of His word, communing with Him through the prayers of my heart and lips, worshiping Him in the day to day living of my life. Now I'm the one who can't get enough of God. Every opportunity I have is spent drinking in God anyplace, anywhere - because I want to, I desire to, I can't NOT. Because you see, now, my very life depends on it, on Him, on knowing and loving and communing with my precious Jesus. And it is this, this too-beyond-words relationship with Jesus, that I pray for you. ~ Stacy

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