Feeling Like God Doesn’t Care About You?


I can’t remember who the preacher was.  He was speaking of Jesus’ request that the Father take this cup from him.  He said what I believe was right:

It was not the pain of having his beard pulled out  that caused such agony.
It was not the beatings across his sinless face.
it was not the spit dribbling down his face.
It was not the humiliation of being mocked for being the Son of God.
It was not the bone and glass shards which ripped the skin off his back.
It was not the trek to Golgotha.
It was not the nails tearing through his hands and feet.
It was that moment we heard him cry, “My God!  My God!  Why have You forsaken me!”

He knows.  I say it again, He knows about the feeling of being removed from His Loving Father.  And all He did to deserve that was to Love His Father’s will unto death.

By His Grace.

An Itty Bitty Christ?


There is a popular belief that we are suppose to be “little christs”.  And to some extent this has a strong basis in truth.  But I find something more.  In the seeking of Jesus I encounter that “something more”. 

I’ve heard and seen the Church try to encourage each other to be “little christs”.  And I’ve watched that fail time after time.  I do not draw people to Jesus.  That’s the Father’s job.  Men are drawn to Jesus by His Holy Hand.  It’s my part to simply tell of what He has done for me.  I am, by no means, a “little christ”.  I am one who has received the gift of eternal life from the One who is Life.

In being the servant of the Most High God, I find myself being used. 

By His Grace.