I am awestruck by God.
I had no idea living in the kingdom and still knowing so little about God could cause such enormous enthusiasm for both. I can't describe it, can't understand it, and find myself utterly clueless. His ways surely are higher.
In the 70s Mary and I were converted. I had never heard anything like what I was learning about Jesus building his church. I intend to never get over it.
In the 80s I learned--against my own will--about the inner personal working of the Holy Spirit.
In the 90s I learned I was nothing.
In the 00s I discovered that I was not a worshipper; therefore the riches of praise toward God have become emphatically important.
In the 10s I'm learning the power of praying with thanksgiving; plus the nature of living in covenant with God.
Each stage remains crucially important. Because God is becoming more personal to me, I am shrinking in what little knowledge, talent, and influence I thought I possessed.
I feel so vividly awestruck about the minuscule things I'm continually learning about God at the present. The more I see of just a smidgen of revelation about Him, my already microscopic existence becomes even more devalued. It turns out I really am not much. Christ in me must carry on the work.
I'm so excited to be 65 years old and still learning gnats and hairs about God that I hardly know what to say. YIPPEE! would be one place I could begin.
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