Strolling up and down the aisles of a local thrift store yesterday I remembered the gospel. I know it was God’s grace to remind me. I was thinking about what I had written on this blog that morning. It was nothing magical – I simply remembered that my sins were all forgiven. As I remembered I looked around at the faces of those near me and I looked at the shelves of stuff piled everywhere and I saw the futility of it all. I marveled that I was privileged to know God’s forgiveness. I had a momentary glimpse of eternity when so much of what consumes my life will not even matter and realized that the most important thing had happened to me when God saved me through Jesus. I realized that it was the best thing in the world, the thing that should fill me with joy more than anything else, and I wondered why I don’t feel that way more often. It was as if everything around me for that moment faded and I saw the truth of what is truly important in this life.
At times I treat remembering the gospel like something I know I should do but don’t do enough. For a brief moment today I got a taste of the joy that is mine because of the gospel and it made me want to taste more of it. Isn’t that what God invites us to do? Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him. Ps. 34:8 Where can I see his goodness more clearly than by remembering what lengths he went to in order to save my soul? I take my refuge in Jesus.
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Apr. 16, 2008 - Wow...
Posted by baronsgirl
...what more can be said to that? How awesome is the Lord, that He would (as you said, in His grace) give you that perspective. To open your eyes to see what our world looks like when considered in light of the gospel, and it was nothing you had to "remember to try to do." Thanks for sharing this! I praise God with you for doing that for you yesterday.
How great is our God!!!