The other day, my 9-yr-old son's school principal ran out to let me know that my son had accidentally broken a window. When my son caught sight of me, his mouth was quivering and he seemed uncertain. My heart welled up with compassion when I saw him and his obvious remorse filled me with the same delight that his usual effervescent self does. I hugged him tightly to let him know that I still loved him even though he had been careless.
It has taken me so long to grasp that that is how my Father feels about me. Ever so conscious of my failings, that is the one thing I have had the greatest difficulty with: that God would delight in me. I felt distasteful and Satan capitalized on that reinforcing negative statements made to me. As a mother, however, I finally grasp this. My first post here where I felt like a child being embraced by her Heavenly Father were wonderful moments of feeling His delight. Does someone bring you delight? Do you see delight in anyone's eyes when they look at you? Wait till you see and feel God's delight in you, AS IS! Nothing else satisfies.
Spurgeon puts it so well: ...How marvellous that we, worms, mortals, sinners, should be the objects of divine love! But it is only "in the beloved." Some Christians seem to be accepted in their own experience, at least, that is their apprehension. When their spirit is lively, and their hopes bright, they think God accepts them, for they feel so high, so heavenly-minded, so drawn above the earth! But when their souls cleave to the dust, they are the victims of the fear that they are no longer accepted. If they could but see that all their high joys do not exalt them, and all their low despondencies do not really depress them in their Father's sight, but that they stand accepted in One who never alters, in One who is always the beloved of God, always perfect, always without spot or wrinkle,...(http://bible.christiansunite.com/devotionals.shtml)
Father, work in us to accept that we are accepted by You. We have accepted and lived by other's value of us for too long, good or bad. May Your Holy Spirit move deep within the spirit of each person who reads this to see and feel your divine delight and may they go away with a smile like a child that beams out, "My Daddy not only loves me, He likes me, so there!"
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