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Thursday, October 18, 2012

Go and tell (I have my own now)

Jesus did not let him, but said, Go home to your own people and tell them how much the Lord has done for you, and how he has had mercy on you.
Mark 5:19 (NIV)

I look at myself in the mirror lately; I don't look differently. God has always been good; that will never change. That I see His Hand in the workings of my life is unmistakable. I know He's had His Hands on me. I look at myself in the mirror lately, and I know that everything has changed. I never ever had a testimony as powerful as the one he has given me in the past two weeks. I never thought He'd give me such a reason to praise His name and proclaim His Power and Majesty, but now I've got my own reason to go and tell.

I don't think there's much
that can scare me now,
because I have seen that
God is so much bigger
than anything I face.
That doesn't mean that I haven't tried to live a life that quietly proclaims the Gospel, His Sovereignty over me, including my willing surrender. It is simply the act of living my life recently that drove me and my faith into a new and deeper place. I am not afraid. I don't have time or energy to be afraid. I am faithfully fearless, and furthermore, I like it here. I did not know I'd ever be here, but that is the way of God. He knew I'd take this journey before I ever made a step. I didn't have to seek Him in my scary place; He was already there when I arrived. 

Mark 5 recounts Jesus' casting out of legions of demons. That is not my story. Mine is a quieter tale, one where all that I'd heard and all that I'd learned about Christ came together for me just when I needed it most. Whitney Houston recorded a song written and produced by the team of Diane Warren and David Foster on her seventh and last studio album called "I didn't know my own strength." Though the strength was never mine, I understand the message.

I didn't know my own strength
And I crashed down and I tumbled, but I did not crumble
I got through all the pain
I didn't know my own strength
Survived my darkest hour, my faith kept me alive
I picked myself back up, hold my head up high
I was not built to break
I didn't know my own strength

"My faith kept me alive…" Of course it always had, does, but I didn't recognize this place because I'd never been here before.  So, welcome to the new, stronger, tougher, fiercer me. She's a warrior, but of the peaceful praying variety. I don't think there's much that can scare me now, because I have seen that God is so much bigger than anything I face. Really. I saw it. Now I'm going to tell. I've got my own testimony, and it's pretty simple. It doesn't matter what you're facing, you don't face it by yourself; you never have. Despite crashing down and tumbling, even when you fall, you are not alone. He did not build us to break. Through Him, we are made strong. Because of this we know God is good. 

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