Hear my cry, O God! Listen to my prayer! From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe.
Psalm 61:1-2
I get so sick of I. I get so sick of myself. I get in the way of God's best for me. I think I'm doing good. And then I think I'm doing really good. And then, one way or another, God puts me back in place. It's a humble place, this place where God puts me. It must be similar to the place where Paul is when he writes, "What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death?" (Romans 7:24).
This is why I am not enough. This is why I need something greater, something higher. There is a rock that is better than I, that is higher than I, that is everything more than I, and I need to stand on it. I need to trust in it. I need to worship Him.
I have known this for over ten years now. When I first came to the end of myself and realized I wasn't good enough to survive this world let alone to have a home in the next, I called on Jesus. And he picked me up onto this higher rock, He washed my sin, reserved my secure home in heaven, set His Spirit inside of me, and gave me a new purpose in this world. In Christ, all things hold together. In Him, everything make sense. It makes no sense to put on anything other than Christ, to live for anything apart from Christ, to step out on our own for even a moment and yet...we do it all the time.
This is why we must escape. Escape the rat-race routine and step regularly onto higher ground. To read His word, to think, to write, and to inspire one another to engage with God.
Let me aim for a higher calling, live for a greater glory, stand on the only rock worthy, and inspire others to do the same. Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
Thanks be to God--through Jesus Christ our Lord
Romans 7:25
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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