He is worthy

Our God reigns in the heavens. Orchestrating all events, He "works all things according to the counsel of His will" (Eph 1).

This will - what is it? Men seek, but do not understand. A mystery has been hidden for all time. The prophets search, and speak of wonders their minds cannot fathom. High in the heavens, mighty angels watch curiously, longing to have a look at the Master's plan. The world cries "Who is worthy?" as it slips into decay, groaning with burdens unforseen by men.

Seated on His throne, the God who penned every moment, every life upon a page, was not finished. The author of life had written Himself into this story.

 "I looked, and behold, in the midst stood a Lamb as though it had been slain..."

My tears are swept aside, as the angel chides, "Do not weep. Behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the root of David has PREVAILED"

A Man sits on a throne, His appearance like fire. Above all principalities and powers He reigns, and the earth rests beneath His feet. 

With a word, He speaks the world into existence; without a word, He looks upon the men He created and bows His head in sacrifice.

By Him and for His pleasure were all things created in heaven and on earth. Yet with a mighty cry, He bore the agony of all time. "My God, My God.. WHY?"

Thunder and lightening rends the sky, the earth shakes in reply.  The hidden mystery which God had ordained before the beginning of time bows his head in victory and cries, "Tetelestai", for it was FINISHED.  

Before His feet every knee bows, and on every tongue is the sound of His name.

With one voice they cry, "You are worthy, for You were slain, and have redeemed us to God by Your blood" (Rev 5)

From every tongue, and tribe, and people and nation, this God has raised up a people unto Himself - and has made them kings and priests to reign on this earth.

Who is worthy? His majesty none can describe; His sovereignty beyond all question. With compassion and kindness, He reached out to save a world running to destruction. While the words "Crucify Him" were still on their lips, they watched the Author of life die - and by His death, give them life.

Once we walked in darkness, and looked in hatred at the light. Now, we are a "chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people.. so that we may proclaim His praises" (1 Peter 2). 

He alone is worthy.

Hello Adulthood

Well hello adulthood. I must admit; you were not what I expected. The little girl that dreamed about what it would be like to 'grow up' has had quite the surprise. Oh I saw the responsibility, the independence, the 'living life on your own'.

But I failed to foresee my knees on the floor, my face bowed low. My King had an entirely different plan. He shattered all my expectations, my desires, my plans. In a still small voice, He continually whispers, "Lift up your head, my dear, and look over here."

"Where? Lord I cannot see!" my soul cries in despair.

I imagine His smile as He replies, "Your eyes on the temporal, your faith in this world, will never see all that I AM."

Life through the eyes of faith is the only way to see the eternal.

My eyes dart around, I take my gaze off of Him. The world spins. I find myself falling, faster and faster, and I cannot find my way.

Of course! I laugh when I finally remember; this life is not for me.

Hosea listens, the Lord speaks, "marry a prostitute and love her". Did he weep? The Bible does not say... "So I obeyed" (Hosea 1).

Hosea understood - this life is not about me. My fulfillment is not in accomplishments, my purpose is not in happiness. No, only a vessel, to be used by Him. It's all about the glory.

Jesus understood. "I have glorified You on the earth. I have finished the work which You have given Me to do.." (John 17).

Will I understand?

"Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in His wonderful face, and the things of this world will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace"

I life my eyes unto the mountains, for my help comes from the Lord.

Hello adulthood. Have you met my GOD?