For the One Looking for Jesus Outside of a Life of Christian Legalism
She asked me, "And where do you see Jesus as you wrestle with yourself?'
In the tears, and the anger, and the fear of losing control
I took a deep breath and said,
Near me.
He's near.
I had been wrestling with old versions of myself for a while now.
Old versions and the same old message of a legalistic gospel used for personal gain and the improvement of myself.
New life was being born in me. Christ's hand was at my back and at my front, all the while holding me firmly here and now.
An invitation into servant leadership
for the sake of others.
I was falling out of old skin used for protection
power
security
affirmation
love
personal gain
And into skin made new.
The old ways of how the name of God were used to control me fell by the wayside.
And in the wake, my heart batted open and His Spirit said I am here,
Take comfort.
Rest in me.
I have overcome the world.
I am doing a new thing.
Is he doing a new thing in you too?
How beautiful He is making us to be.
The Wrestle
by David Tensen
I found you
beyond
the
'why'
Far from
the 'why not'
Worlds from
the 'why me'
You held a space for me
beyond answers
to questions
my pain had
as if you knew
information was
never
going
to
heal
or resolve
or fix
my suffering.
Instead,
you agreed to wrestle
through many nights.
Never letting go.
Always with me
just like you promised.
Refusing to surrender,
I eventually realized
that wrestling with God
was not a crime.
That I was, in fact,
being held.
Being healed.
Being transformed by finding
You beyond answers.
Being blessed
by holding on to you
in my doubt and frustration
and never letting go.
And you never let go.
And you overcame me in the end.
And we both won.
*Illustration by Scott Erickson
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