Well, where do you begin when in the same weekend you experienced victories, excitement, and thrills; but also sadness, insecurity, and grief. This weekend started off to be a great one. I had no plans for Saturday, it was just to relax and get rest. I was able to read a few extra passages from the Bible and get some of my speech done. I even had time to play some society football; it was very refreshing to get away from my studies for a few hours. Sunday morning at Grace we had the Lords Supper, the whole service was focused on the cross. We sang songs on the cross, and read passages on the cross. One song that was a special blessing to me was a chorus that we sing at NBBC, you may recognize the words
Before the throne of God above
I have a strong and perfect plea
A great high priest whose name is love
Who ever lives and pleads for me
My name is graven on His Hands
My name is written on His Heart
I know that while in heaven he stands
No tongue can bid me thence depart
These words, I stand before my God, maker, and priest. I don’t have to go through an earthly, imperfect priest anymore. I have access to the Holy. Why then is it that I don’t spend more time there, for when I am there he is there, when I speak he hears, when I cry he comforts. Then the song goes on to say
When satin tempts me to despair
And tells me of the guilt within
Upward I look and see Him there
Who made an end of all my sin
Because the Sinless Savior died
My sinful soul is counted free
For God the just is satisfied
To look on Him and Pardon me
To look on Him and pardon me, these words are so powerful, I am FREE because God chose to look on His son on the cross and not look at my sinful soul. I am so grateful for this, why do I live a life that is forgetful of what has been done for me?
To think on what he has done for me and in me is great. I left the service excited about serving him. The Lord continued to do things in my life, however when I arrived back at the dorms I was shocked to find out that one of my close friends was involved in a car accident and another friends life had been taken. The initial thought was why God, This guy is one of the Godliest persons I have met. He had one of those personable smiles, he was a great encourager, and he constantly talked of seeing heaven. Why would you take his life, but then I was reminded of Gods sovereignty. I have seen it at work lately and I realized that God ordained this day to happen, he ordained that this guys life would be taken and our student body to go through the pain of losing a friend, brother, and mentor.
I have already seen God work in my life. Life is short, am I ready at a moments notice to meat my maker. When I pass on will my testimony reflect God, or would I leave behind me severed relationships, unsaved family, un-encouraged friends and roommates, will I meat Christ unready? That is a question that I have been asking myself these past 2 days.
I know God is good and he will direct, strengthen and encourage us at NBBC.
I would ask you to specifically pray for me, while I only knew Tim a little (mainly on a first name basis) I am greatly affected by this because of the place I work on campus. On guy I work with, who is also one of my good friends is Tim’s roommate. He is taking this hard and I have the opportunity that not many on campus have to be an encouragement. Please pray for God to direct my words. My crew chief in the gym is also a close friend of Tim, another guy I work with is a roommate of one of the guys involved in the crash, and the last person on our crew is on of the guys involved. We as a gym crew all knew Tim pretty well and so this week is going to be hard for all of us, but Gods grace is sufficient.
I am amazed about Gods grace. I sit and wonder why he would save me, a sinner? All I know is that his grace is sufficient. Dr. Bennet today in class was commenting on Gods grace and something so little stuck out in my mind; “ I don’t have any grace, but God has all the grace I need”. How true these words are, I an so thankful for the grace that HE gives daily
Oct 25, 2005
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