“Through the blood of His Son,
we are set free from our sins.”
Ephesians 1:7
How easily do these words roll off our tongues . . . flash through our minds. . .
come into our ears in a church service. . . or pass in a sentence as we read the
Bible? Those words became familiar to me when I was a very small child. I
would hear them in my home, in my grandma’s home, in my Sunday School
class, on Christian radio, and in every church experience throughout my life. It is
woven within traditional liturgy throughout the world.
But when I stop . . . press the pause button of my head, and simply think about
those familiar words, they can cut through all of the daily, practical, momentary
thoughts that pass through my brain at any given moment.
If I just stop . . . focus my attention. . . and begin to think on those words, this
day’s realities take a quiet step back. A very different Reality begins to softly
Whisper. . . into the room . . . near to my little corner where my Bible openly
awaits my notice. I know He is here. Right here. The thoughts of this day that
were in my head when I sat down began to fade without my even intentionally
choosing. Awareness of His Presence becomes my new Reality. Not because I
could make it happen. He chooses to come near. He is welcome. He is
needed. My love for Him begins to overshadow my need. The cares with which
I had settled into my seat have quietly faded in this Moment. . . because He is
here. The needs that had been in my mind have taken a silent step back, as my
Precious Friend comes near. Words are unnecessary in this Moment. Sin’s
Barrier is dismantled. Its damages take a backseat.
His Presence. . . His Nearness . . . His Tenderness is here with me. The
shadows of sin that always lurk nearby seem to have taken a “recess” as my
Father gently draws me to Himself. His Love, His simple Words of reassurance
melt me. True Words that I have known since I was a little girl are still true. Still
with me. . . having a lifetime of seeing them proven again and again. . . no matter
what was taking place in my personal world, or in the larger world around me.
What a Treasure I…we…have been given because of Jesus’ great Sacrifice.
Freely Given. Freely received.
It changes everything.
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