I am a singer, songwriter, wife, mother, Jesus follower. I send out a 2-minute read every Tuesday about Jesus and life in God.
The Proof
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Hi Friends, There are many areas in the Christian life that feel like we run on sheer faith. Believing though not yet seeing. But today, I want to share something of proof. Convincing evidence. Below, in bold, are lyrics I like to sing about this. Below that are a few thoughts. I see You laughing at the wedding Do you ever have days where you need specific proof that you are loved by God? You know you are loved, you are convinced of this truth, but you just need something more to hang your heart on for a minute? For me, this is the proof: It just astounds me the way Jesus feels. He leads with His heart, and He feels it all. He laughs. He tells jokes. He comes to our weddings, and He brings the wine. He weeps. He is fully aware that He will walk a few steps down the road and bring His friend Lazarus back to life. But He kneels down in the dust with his friend Mary, and the sorrow cuts Him to the core. Sovereignty — knowing how this will all turn out — never brought coldness or distance in Him. We often like to skip the big emotions. He heads right into them. When I see His eyes wrinkle from the breadth of His smile, or His cheeks wet with sorrow, I know for sure that we are loved. We are so loved. Are you in need of this proof, this tangible certainty today? Flip open your Bible to the gospels, Matthew, Mark, Luke or John. Pick a story about the life of Jesus. As you read it, put yourself right in the scene. Listen to the inflection of His voice. Feel the touch of His hand. Watch His facial expressions. Let your heart feel just how close He has come, and just how much you are loved. — Anna |
Anna Blanc
I am a singer, songwriter, wife, mother, Jesus follower. I send out a 2-minute read every Tuesday about Jesus and life in God.
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