
A little over a week ago, I was sitting at my desk at school going through student folders when I checked my phone to see I had a message from my uncle. The text included a picture of the shirt I am wearing while stating he bought one for my aunt and me. He said, “…thought of you immediately when I read the inscription. For me, it encapsulates the theme of your blog post on the front of a t-shirt.” I could not wait for it to arrive in the mail and replace my entire wardrobe.
The quote is from the show ‘The Chosen’ that I have not yet seen but hear amazing things. Funnily enough, a few days before the text, someone posted a picture from the show with that quote, and I loved it. I did not know that a few days later, God would bless me with it, and after reading the text could not stop crying. Tears kept streaming down my face with the inability to stop. At one point, I thought I would have to explain to my teacher friend and students that I had terrible allergies (which would not be a lie).
That one quote is astounding because it perfectly explains conversion. I tear up at the thought of it because that is my story. As a Christian, it is YOUR story, too. We serve a mighty God Who loves us more than we could ever know. We were one way and now we are different. We are new creatures being made into His image.
At my other job, I had to work for 5 AM and now can enjoy a coffee and read my bible. Right now, I am reading Luke after unsuccessfully being able to concentrate elsewhere. I am currently in an odd mourning period because with my lack of time and a change of audience (they’re four-year-olds), I do not get to spend/talk about my relationship with God much anymore. I feel like it has taken a backseat with my two jobs and time, and I am trying to figure out how to navigate and prioritize.
The scripture that jumped out at me last week was Luke chapter 10, verse 23:
“And he turned him unto his disciples, and said privately, Blessed are the eyes which see the things that ye see…”
When I read it I started crying. Jesus’ disciples were witnessing prophecy and could physically see and touch what the prophets had waited for. They were being taught by and walking with THE SON OF GOD. They were with THE MESSIAH.
BLESSED are you who see the things you see.
“Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now am found…
Was blind and now I see.”
Blessed are YOU AND ME with eyes that see and ears that hear the Truth. Blessed are WE that we have the Holy Spirit and can overcome.
Blessed are we who are the children of God and can walk with Him daily.
Blessed are we who get to be led and taught by the one true God.
I’ve seen miracles. I’ve witnessed the barren have children, an atheist become a Child of God, and seas split in mighty ways for so many friends. I am blessed with the friends God has provided for me and thankful to witness the incredible things He is doing for them.
I’ve been thinking of how much I’ve grown in just the last year. I refuse to live backward and regret but thought how insane it is that I put off my blessings. I fought God for so long, wondering why I wasn’t moving forward, but it is because I was rejecting His will for me. As a lifelong caregiver, I refused to do it ever again. The problem is a caregiver is who God made me to be and, by refusing to care for others, delayed my blessings and God’s plans. The same jobs I have right now are the very thing I said I would never do. Through these jobs, I’ve learned the things I prayed for, and God used in miraculous ways to heal my heart. He took my grief stricken, bitter heart and turned it into one able to love. His perfect love cast down my fear and gave me a brand new life.
God always wins and knows us and what’s best for us more than we ever will.
I am so thankful He never stops pursuing me. I am grateful for His patience and never-ending grace.
I am thankful He continues to love me and call me back to Himself when things get stagnant. I am thankful He has taught me to love and is making me into whom He wants me to be. I am grateful to be chosen and molded by the potter.
“I was one way, and now I am completely different, and the thing that happened in between was Him.”
