If the sun and moon would doubt, they’d immediately go out.
I am sharing this poem which was spontaneously written at the end of my journal entry dated November 4th, 1996. I was really in what I guess you could say was a “back-slidden” state, although I did not know it yet. I had accepted the Lord, and yet not being grounded in His word or comprehending His grace, I had turned back to the familiar, worldly and temporal.
A friend said to me,
“There is no person more miserable than a Christian out of fellowship with God.”
I was living hard, fast and busy. What I did not realize then but do now, and it is key:
Spiritual Birth is not something someone can make happen, nor can it be undone. It is completely dependent on the supernatural work of God through His Holy Spirit and by the provision of Christ’s sacrifice.
I did not understand yet, but in reality I was signed, sealed and delivered.
I was a child who did not yet know my new Father. But the fact is He knew me. I had in fact become the Prodigal. However, I would soon begin to know the One who would not let me continue to walk in darkness, but would pursue me and remove every hindrance and distraction to make sure that I knew, that He alone is God. And that He indeed loved me with His everlasting love.
As a side note, I was writing in a local coffee shop which was my common writing place of choice at this time in my life. I lived close to Brown University and there were plenty of coffee shops to park myself in, regularly. I also was busy with attending a URI, training for competition, and carrying a full load of Personal Training Clients. Busy, in retrospect is really an understatement!
and present company
|A “fortune” glued in to the page the poem was written on.
Some journals I seem to glue more bits and pieces than others…
* Friends, I rarely repost but I did share this for Random Journal Day April 2012. May it bless you anew this round. /