“’Til He appeared and the soul felt it’s worth”
Every year when I’m decorating for Christmas at my home, I usually decorate with a chalkboard. I try to come up with a verse, chorus, or line from a Christmas carol or the Bible and display it for the season. Ever want to get a carol stuck in your head? Put it where you’ll see it every 5 minutes… 🙂
This year though, He was prepping me early. I’ve got the word LOVE just running through my head. When I say love I mean love in the sense of worth or value.
There is something to advent, to the preparation for Christmas Day. The month of December is filled with wonder for a lot of reasons. I’m anticipating it like never before as I’m learning about this thought of worth.”‘Til He appeared and the soul felt its worth.”
I’m still reading through Beth Moore’s book, Audacious. One of the many great points she makes is that if I want to live a bold life doing what God has created me to do, I must first understand how much my Creator loves me.
I thought I could, but I can’t. I can’t begin to understand it.
Two major events in history show just how much my Creator loves me. And you. His ultimate sacrifice, His death on the cross, the salvation for my sins. But before that, before He healed the sick, walked with the disciples, before He sat in the temple courts, before His birth in the stable. I’m talking about the time that GOD decided He loved His creations so much and we were so worth it, that He left heaven and appeared as a baby so our soul’s could know their worth. Can you grasp that?
He who was and is God. Had no reason other than His unbelieveable, unfathomable love for me came as the weakest. God was God as a baby birthed by Mary. He was God when He fell learning to walk. He was God when He performed miracles. And He was God when He was crucified.
Why? To show my soul’s it’s worth. To demonstrate how much He values me. How much He thinks I’m worth it.
It kinda feels like the ball is in my court. Know what I mean? Like what do I do with that? What am I doing?!? Am I living like I know my worth? Or am I timid and full of doubt. Am I living a bold life, one that brings Him glory. Or do I fear rejection and live to please myself and others. Does my life show His sacrifice at both birth and death were worth it? ((ahhh why are there so many questions in life!?!)
Does my life show His sacrifice at both His birth and His death were worth it?
Before I start my crazy, before I start to write a checklist and do all the things…. He reminds me.
Do I understand that no matter how great I am, how much I live for Christ or how badly I mess up or disappoint that His grace and mercy mean that he would do it again? He would come again and die again. That I can’t earn his love. Nor can I ever lose his love. Because He is love, God is love.
On Sunday, I heard this statement that God didn’t become a Christian when Christ was born… umm yeah. No duh. But don’t I sometimes act that way? Like it all changed when Jesus came, no not really. One thing didn’t change. God didn’t. God was all the things He is now before Christ’s birth and in the Old Testament and at the beginning of time, it’s just the gift I received because of His birth.
The gift of revelation.
The gift of understanding.
The gift of feeling my soul’s worth.