June 8, 2012

Author

The best part of the story I’m living is that I am not writing it. Author posts will be about the One who is. For this first one, I decided to write about a theme in Scripture that’s been wrecking me lately.

For your Maker is your husband, the LORD of hosts is his name; and the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer, the God of the whole earth he is called. (Isaiah 54:5 ESV)

This is one of those verses that I find just too good to be true. My whole life I’ve been hearing that Jesus wants a personal relationship with me, but sometimes, I confess, I forget just what that means. My head has a much easier time getting around a distant God — I’ve sinned, Jesus died to forgive me, and now I stand before him innocent. Amazing. That’s enough, right? I mean, I’d be embarrassed to ask for anything more.