"But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God's special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light."
1 Peter 2:9
He, the Lord of lords, the King of kings, the Mighty one, the Counselor, the Creator, the One who doesn't need any of these small earthly things, threw Himself on a cross, He was whipped, humiliated, crushed to death, tortured, and so much more, so I could come out of darkness. Isn't that something to consider?
How can I not live for Him? How can I not see what He did for me? How can't I be thankful to what He did?
- It's impossible. He took the stone in my chest and actually gave me a heart, and even so, I sometimes, very often actually, still have shortcomings. How can anyone not see???
I didn't see it before, and I understand how it feels, you are just there, floating, in this darkness, in this emptiness that you can't control, can't understand, it's pointless and hopeless. It's shallow and dark.
But what reliefs me is that He said, one day every knee will bow, and every tongue will proclaim to the Lord Jesus Christ, and so in my heart, whatever that means to those people, at least I know that one day they will see what I see, and they will be in peace.
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