I am in awe of the man, Jesus.
Of the immeasurable depth of His love for me.
A love that is both tender and fierce.
Tender enough to soothe my broken spirit,
Yet fierce enough to shatter every chain that binds me.
His love stretches far beyond what the eye can see;
It transcends the superficial and reaches the depths of my being.
He looks at me, not through the lens of my flaws,
But with the eyes of a Creator who sees beauty in His work,
Beyond my appearance, beyond my imperfections,
Beyond the person I pretend to be.
He sees me in my entirety:
Every flaw, every weakness, every hidden scar.
And still, He declares me not merely enough but the best there is.
A masterpiece in His eyes, worthy of His deepest affections and devotion.
How could I not be overwhelmed by a love so vast,
A love so constant, so unshakable?
His heart longs for me and craves me with an intensity that defies comprehension.
A longing so pure, so holy,
With a divine desire to pour Himself into me.
And when darkness lurks at the corners of my soul,
His word meets me like a gentle whisper,
Reassuring me, anchoring me in the truth of His love.
I am in awe of the man, Jesus.
Of the breathtaking humility that defines Him.
Though He is divine, pure, and perfectly righteous,
He chooses to stoop low, to care for someone like me,
A sinner undeserving of such grace.
Even when I turn away,
When my flaws stand glaring,
When my heart grows cold and hard,
He doesn’t just stand at a distance,
Waiting for me to clean up myself.
He steps into the mess of my life,
Into the chaos, the brokenness, the pain.
With no condemnation, but with compassion,
He sits with me in the very mess I’ve created,
Taking the weight of my guilt,
Absorbing it into Himself until I am free to breathe again.
Yet somehow, He doesn’t recoil.
I am in awe of the man, Jesus.
Of the endless generosity of His mercy.
He is perfectly just, never compromising His truth,
Yet His mercy flows with an abundance that defies logic.
No sin is too great, no failure too heavy
For Him to forgive and cast aside.
Even when I’ve strayed far from His path,
Even when my failures seem insurmountable,
His arms are ever ready, waiting to welcome me back.
And the way He sees my soul,
Not with judgment, but with the kindest, most compassionate eyes.
His patience is infinite, unfathomable,
Enduring my doubts, my failures, my wanderings,
Always drawing me closer to Him.
I am in awe of the man, Jesus.
Of the sheer selflessness of His sacrifice.
A sacrifice so excruciating, so undeserved, yet so graciously given.
He laid down His life, not for the righteous, but for me,
A sinner, ungrateful and blind to the magnitude of His gift.
How undeserving I was to be purchased at the price of His precious blood!
In a thousand lifetimes, in a million years,
I could never repay the cost of His life for mine.
And yet, He gave it freely.
He took my sins, my guilt, my shame,
All the burdens that weighed me down.
And in their place, He poured out His love,
A love so powerful, it redeems, restores, and makes me whole.
I am in awe of this man, Jesus.
Forever and always, in awe!
LYLY🌷
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