I really didn’t expect Sunday morning to go as it did. It seemed normal enough. In fact, it was quite peaceful. The kids got dressed in a timely fashion and we were only about five minutes late. We dropped the kids off at Sunday School and my husband and I went to our own Sunday School class.
But God isn’t normal.
In fact, God is beyond, beyond the supernatural.
In the middle of Sunday School, I asked a question based upon a struggle I have had lately. I had no idea of the magnitude of the power of the Spirit that would envelope me.
Christian, if you are honest with me, would you state that you struggle with some sort of sin? I do. And it bothers me that over and over and over I succumb to this sin. And it bothers me that in my Bible I read that if I love the Lord, then I will obey His commandments.
And yet I sin.
So perhaps I don’t love the Lord as much as I should.
This realization breaks my heart….and so I cry. I started to cry as my friends rallied around me with encouraging words during the Sunday School time.
Then I went into the church service. We began to worship through song. It was great, as always. Then we sang, “How Great The Father’s Love For Us,” and all I could do was lift my hand as the tears fell. And they fell.
“That He should give His Only Son To make a wretch his treasure…”
“It was my sin that held Him there…”
Then my Lord spoke to me as clear as if He was sitting right beside me. “You love me enough, because I love you more.”
The congregation began to sing “God sent His Son…He came to love, heal, and forgive. Because He lives I can face tomorrow…”
I wept. Because all I could do was wash His feet with my tears and wipe them with my hair.
I love my Jesus. I love Him with my whole heart. But even that does not compare to the magnitude of the love He showers upon me each and every day.
Do I sin against Him? Unfortunately, yes. Habitually. And the longer I live, the more I realize the awfulness of my sins. But His grace is sufficient for me.
And so I will cry. Unashamedly, I will cry in church, in Sunday School, in my home, with my sisters in Christ…because I do not deserve even to breathe because of the sin that blackens my heart.
Yet, because HE lives, because God sees the pure blood of Jesus upon my soul, because Jesus lives, I can face tomorrow. I can face tomorrow with peace, confidence, power, and determination.
And that is worth shedding tears of joy.
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