There are no words to share
the depth of what I experienced at Calvary and the tomb. There are just no
words to convey my broken and then healed heart. He is pure love, unhindered
with all the baggage we create. We make His grace so complicated. We project
our own selfishness into His every purpose. Selfishness is the source of our
grief of what we believe we have lost. But we have lost nothing. We are found.
That morning in the
garden the tomb waited where they had laid His broken body. The gift of His
life drew me without questioning the moment—without words—without any motive.
His love drew me without regard to anyone’s opinion or verdict. He had offered
His life demanding nothing in return. I stepped into His tomb, not realizing
how the renewed gift of His love would rescue my besieged heart.
His grace met me there.
Joy met me there. What I had known and believed in my mind, I now sensed and felt
empowering my heart. I would have stayed in that empty tomb safe from the torment
of human expectation and need, but that would have not been my purpose. I was
called to take the freedom of this moment out of the tomb into a world hindered
with sin, man’s expectation, and motive. The need to be free beyond the wall of
this tomb was very great.
I stepped from the tomb
into the light, and His Hand grasped mine. I was not alone. His message would
live in me.
© 2018 Lynn Lacher
www.lynnlacher.com
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