I used to think Jesus saved me at church camp when I was a kid. And then I thought He actually saved me 2000 years ago on a cross. I rededicated my life in my 20s and felt saved all over again. I was called into ministry 11 years ago and well that saved me again in a bigger way from the habits of my religion. It felt like those big altar call moments were for the saving.
But now I’m in a new place. One where my eternal salvation is secure – – securely saved from any doubts about that for all time. And yet, moment to moment – I need to be saved, rescued, and reclaimed. I thought the sacrifice of your blood was all about eternity. That’s part of it.
But not all of it. What you did covers all my burdens, hurts, and lapses well beyond the moment when I chose you back. If that moment of salvation was all I really needed you for , then I’d already be home. I come to you now and you cover me. You meet my need and somehow in my weakness and wanting- – leave me more like you. . .
You take desperation and give life to determination. You erase “forsaken” and stamp “mine forever.” You embrace exhaustion but increase my endurance. I say ” I can’t go any further” and you say “follow me” . Most would tire of my constant wanting but you never will.
You are not a one or two time savior for the big memories but a continuous savior for every moment. And there’s no limit to your sufficiency. For I may feel like I’ve had enough and can’t take anymore . . . but you will always BE enough with evermore to give.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:9
Amen. Such good thoughts. And truths!