Jacob was so lucky! Somewhere in Genesis, he got to wrestle with God. He was just walking along one day and God ambushed him. (What an image! God jumping out from behind a bush and yelling "Boo" and then proceding to beat up a guy.) But once it was over, it was over. Jacob knew exactly where he stood. He stood anew as Israel and proceeded to build a nation.
If only it were that simple.
Some days, I feel ambushed by God. I'm just walking along, minding my own business, and then it hits me. It's that something that cannot be quite described but is so distinctively holy. And I think it hits me because it comes in my unholiness. But once it's over, I know where I stand with God - beloved, adored, cherished, redeemed, whole, loved. Until I forget again.
I'll probably never stand tall and build a nation. It's doubtful at this point if I will stand tall at all. The weight of the world has been on my shoulders for so long, and I am only now beginning to find new life. It is in this new life, and in honesty, that I begin this blog. It is my record of redemption as I wrestle with God and struggle with the issues that are going to come between He and I.
So please join me on my newest journey. Challenge me to grow, to look at things in a new light, and to stay true to my path. Pray for me; challenge me to pray for you. And let's walk life together as I wrestle myself and wrestle with God.
But never let us forget, for I am already ransomed. The chains have fallen, and I am free.