I've been thinking a lot about how other people live lately. After working at the Simple Room, I know that there is something so much behind these kids' eyes that we can't see. There is a story of hurt and pain, suffering, rejection, neglect, and a need to be loved. There was a Christmas tree at the Simple Room with a bunch of names on it and all of the volunteers were supposed to pick a name and buy a present for that kid. The kids didn't write much of anything that they wanted on there because they aren't used to getting much. My roommate got a girl who only wanted a teddy bear. Something so simple as a teddy bear can mean the world to somebody who comes from nothing. It truly wasn't a big deal for me to go pick up a present and give it to her but when I step back and look at what God can do through even a small opportunity like that, it could mean so much more than meets the eye. I'm not saying that I am wealthy by any means, but I am blessed more than I realized, especially spiritually.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Jesus Paid It All
Vespers was really amazing tonight. The guy who talked was really getting to the heart of the matter, the real reason of Christmas. He said some really profound things. He said something along these lines, "If you don't know that Jesus came to get these scars and take our shame, and conquer the enemy.... then you're really missing the point of Christmas. We need to realize on Christmas that He knew what He was doing when He left His throne. He knew that 33 years later He would suffer and die... but it was willingly that he came to give us life."
I couldn't help but think about the stains I've left on my life, how unworthy and devalued I feel. I wanted to cry tonight, I could barely sing the praise songs. Then the worship band played a song. Nothing I could say would be better than this so... here it is.
Jesus Paid It All
I hear the Saviour say
"Thy strength indeed is small.
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me Thing All in All.
Jesus paid it all!
All to Him I owe.
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
Lord, now indeed I find
Thy power and Thine alone,
Can change the leper's spots,
And wash them white as snow.
And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
Jesus died to save my soul
My lips shall still repeat.
Oh, praise the One who paid my debt
And raised this life up from the dead!
Oh, praise the One who paid my debt
And raised this life up from the dead!
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