Just as I am, says the Great I AM

Who am I that the Lord would look down on my condition and find pity? Who am I that the Creator of all that is seen and unseen, would find the time to minister to my soul? Who am I that I should find peace amidst my pain, grace in my iniquities, joy in my troubles? I am my beloved’s and He is mine.

Who is this man Jesus? Many call Him a great teacher or prophet. Many call Him crazy. I call Him Lord! I call Him King! I call Him day and night, in my sorrow and in my joy, to express gratitude that He saved a wretch like me.

The murmurs of my soul, not expressed in words, winds its way through the atmosphere and perches on His shoulder to whisper agony. My moans move Him. He never leaves nor forgets those who hear His voice. It is a thunder and a soft wind. It is a kiss on the cheek and a baby’s tiny hand. It is a flower that blossoms and a seed that bursts forth. It is the stars, the moon and the sun. It is my heart beating and my hands clapping. It is fellowship and it is solitude. As Proverbs 3:6 says, acknowledge HIM in all things, and your paths will be made straight. Blessings friends, Jeannelizabeth©

Proverbs 3:19-20 19 By wisdom the LORD laid the earth’s foundations, by understanding he set the heavens in place; 20 by his knowledge the watery depths were divided,  and the clouds let drop the dew.

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