Wonderful thoughts with which to begin, Father
Blessed Lord Jesus,
No human mind could conceive or invent the gospel.
Acting in eternal grace, thou are both its messenger and its message,
lived out on earth through infinite compassion,
applying thy life to insult, injury, death,
that I might be redeemed, ransomed, freed.
Blessed be thou, O Father, for contriving this way,
Eternal thanks to thee, O Lamb of God, for opening this way,
Praise everlasting to the Holy Spirit,
for applying this way to my heart. – The Valley of Vision
In and of myself I have nothing – absolutely nothing – by which I can bring glory to myself. As Your word says, Lord, “When we display our righteous deeds, they are nothing but filthy rags.” Isaiah 64:6
The good that is in me comes from You, Lord. You made us with a cavity that we are driven to fill. We live our lives attempting to fill it with an assortment of things but all to our dismay…for nothing brings us true, lasting satisfaction – that is nothing but You.
That is why it is called the gospel – it is the good news! That cavity within that void in my heart can be filled…but only with You. Father, You “contrived this way,” Jesus, You “opened this way” and Holy Spirit, You “applied this way to my heart.” The hunt for fulfillment is over! My wandering days are over!
“Thanks be to God for his indescribable gift!” 2 Corinthians 9:15
Sept 3rd, Sat, 5:14 am