I Know

Testing, this is only a test. I've been blessed with a new laptop and I'm getting used to it finally. Tonight I finally installed a word processor and I'm taking it out for a spin. I'm not one that remembers certain things well. What's that old saying, “Use it or lose it.” It's so true! And spelling is one of those things I lose. It happens regular enough that without spell check, I would look particularly stupid.

So, rather than show off my lack certain skills, I opted to wait before writing much of anything. Instead of writing, I've been reading more. I'm coming to humbling places in God's word more and more often. Daily doing Gods will is my goal in life. Becoming more Christ like is my plan. Still I look at myself and sometimes just wag my head. Why? It's because I see that over and over again I let certain sins knock me off balance. I still see that being Christ-like is an impossibility without Christ at the helm and every now and again I try and grab that helm. I'm that living sacrifice that tries to dodge the filet knife; all along I know the knife of the Word of God there to cut out the cancer: sin. I'm that sacrifice that clinches on the corner alter, wanting to get off the alter. Yet to do so would sever me from the vine, so I don't dare go there! I do all of this! Do you?

I know my Lord and Savior well enough that I can trust Him. So I let go of the helm and let Jesus drive. Funny how thing go much better when the designer takes the wheel. I know well enough that only with the same Spirit that raised Jesus from the grave is being Christ-like possible. I know that God gave grace and gives grace freely. I know that if I come to Jesus and tell Him I'm wrong and You are right, He will forgive me. So I do just that. I come to Him and keep coming. I come everyday to the throne of grace, if for no other reason than the purpose of confessing my sins a fresh. I know He hears me and forgives me.

Jesus knows us and knows us well; Jesus knows us better than we know ourselves. Jesus even knows and understands where we are at and what is going on inside our mind— both spirit and soul. We are the little ones that are weak, earthen vessels. Jars of clay filled with an eternally future soul.

Psst! Gordon, don't you remember Jesus loves me. Of course I do! The bible tells me so!