A lot has changed in my worldview in the past year. In fact, my worldview has so completely changed that it is completely unrecognizable as compared to a year ago.
This all started when I began to realize that I had built my life upon the pursuit of money, and unbeknownst to me I had actually become a god until myself, because of my "wealth".
Below is the most precious change in my life. When I say this, please don't allow yourself to judge this statement from the world's post-modern penchants.
God is not my co-pilot. In fact, God is not even my pilot. God is my Lord and Savior. God is my King. Furthermore, not only is God my Sovereign King, I am his slave.
Dear one, if that statement seems whacko, or even far out of left field, I implore you to search your soul. I do not come to this statement lightly. In fact, I do not even proclaim this for your benefit.
The apostle Paul, writing the Book of Romans, which has been called the "Mount Everest of Christian Theology", starts the whole thing out in this way, "Paul, a slave of Christ Jesus". In fact, many of the New Testament books start with this identification.
Would you identify yourself in this way? Really? No?
Would you allow me to make a sincere, heartfelt recommendation? If the title of slave does not ring with you, dig deeper. Our culture skims across the top of God's holy word like a jet ski skimming the top of an infinite ocean.
Get off your jet ski, put on your deep water diving gear, and dive deeply into God's holy word. You will be amazed what you find there. You will find yourself prostrate before the holy, and most beautiful Lord and Savior Jesus Christ with tears of joy.
When someday you stand before Christ's Great White Throne, trust me, you will be prostrate. It will be crystal clear to you that he is indeed King. Don't find this out later and be found in shame.
Do you believe in God? Do you believe that the Bible is God's holy word? Really? Do you? Then dive in.
I can't begin to explain the riches I have found!
Abba,
Thank you so, so much for grabbing me by the nap of the neck, two years ago, and loving me enough to allow me the slightest of peeks behind the veil. Thank you for your promise that you will not let us go. That is clear in my life. Thank you for your incredible gift. I can't, even now, begin to write, speak, think, sing, or even formulate thoughts to express my gratitude. I am completely mute in all my senses in your presence. To consider that you thought about me before creation, chose me as one of your elect, and have reserved for me an inheritance, as your son, in heaven, leaves me with no expression other than tears and a complete melting of my spirit.
Father, I appeal to you, let my family, friends, and the readers of these words even now be graced with your presence. Father, Abba, please, in your sovereign will, grant them the understanding, grant them the desire to find your presence. Grant them what you have so wonderfully granted me.
Protect me from pride. Protect me from boasting. Your great gift to me has nothing to do with me, or my abilities. It is simply a great gift from a holy loving Father.
Father, I am your slave, I am your son, and you are my holy, incredibly loving Father, King, and holy sovereign Lord.
Your Son, David
