really don't feel I need, or want, to write more about the cancer. At least,
not at this time. Unfortunately, though, the cancer occupies most of my
thoughts right now. I was puttering away on my computer one morning and
listening to music when the song "Blessed Jesus" started playing. It struck me
that I could write about how blessed MY Jesus is.
The most important way that my Jesus is blessed is for the salvation that He
has provided through His death on the cross. It is totally incredible. I can
endure anything that life throws at me because I know that I am not going to
hell but will have eternal life in Heaven. Eternal life. My finite mind
can't really grasp it. But it is enough to know that it is coming and it
will be wonderful.
My Jesus is also blessed because He heals. He is the Great Physician. Human
doctors today can do a lot to help sick people but they can't heal
everything. Only Jesus can cure every sickness in this world. I haven't had
any major healings from Jesus YET but I have had enough minor ones to know
that it is just a matter of time.
My Jesus is blessed because He loves me. ALL the time. Not just when I
act like a "good" Christian should be acting. Sometimes when my emotions
are running wild, I don't feel like anybody loves me, even though I know it
is not true. It is comforting to know that Jesus does even when I don't feel
like anybody else does. How do I know that? The Bible tells me so and I
believe the Bible.
My Jesus is blessed because He is my friend. I don't have a lot of human
friends, largely, I suspect, because of the difficulty in communication. It
means that I spend a lot of time alone. That is ok though,as it gives me
more time to spend with my Best Friend. And I can speak with Him without
using words!
My Jesus is blessed because He protects me. I know I am safe from harm because of my Strong Protector. Because I am in Long-term Care, I know I am not exposed to a lot of harmful situations that other people are. But, if I was, I know I would be protected by my Jesus. Actually, I see my being in Long-term Care as a way Jesus is protecting me from a lot of the difficulties "out there".
My Jesus is blessed because I always have hope in Him. Nothing, absolutely nothing, is impossible to Him so there is always hope for a better life in this world, no matter what anybody says. And that goes for everyone. Sometimes, somebody will tell me that there is no hope for them. To which I simply reply that there is hope for everybody. It is true. However, the hope I most cherish is my hope of Heaven. It is not the kind of hope where you are not really sure you will get it. Rather it is the kind of hope where you know you have it but you don't have it yet.
My Jesus is blessed because He has given me peace and joy. If I lose them, even temporarily, it is my fault, not His. Usually because I start thinking about things that don't make for peace and joy. But they always come back. At times, though, I have to force myself to start thinking about things that make for peace and joy.
There are a myriad of reasons why He is my "Blessed Jesus". Many times, I have asked Jesus what I would do without Him.
*** Thank you for your prayers. Please continue.
not at this time. Unfortunately, though, the cancer occupies most of my
thoughts right now. I was puttering away on my computer one morning and
listening to music when the song "Blessed Jesus" started playing. It struck me
that I could write about how blessed MY Jesus is.
The most important way that my Jesus is blessed is for the salvation that He
has provided through His death on the cross. It is totally incredible. I can
endure anything that life throws at me because I know that I am not going to
hell but will have eternal life in Heaven. Eternal life. My finite mind
can't really grasp it. But it is enough to know that it is coming and it
will be wonderful.
My Jesus is also blessed because He heals. He is the Great Physician. Human
doctors today can do a lot to help sick people but they can't heal
everything. Only Jesus can cure every sickness in this world. I haven't had
any major healings from Jesus YET but I have had enough minor ones to know
that it is just a matter of time.
My Jesus is blessed because He loves me. ALL the time. Not just when I
act like a "good" Christian should be acting. Sometimes when my emotions
are running wild, I don't feel like anybody loves me, even though I know it
is not true. It is comforting to know that Jesus does even when I don't feel
like anybody else does. How do I know that? The Bible tells me so and I
believe the Bible.
My Jesus is blessed because He is my friend. I don't have a lot of human
friends, largely, I suspect, because of the difficulty in communication. It
means that I spend a lot of time alone. That is ok though,as it gives me
more time to spend with my Best Friend. And I can speak with Him without
using words!
My Jesus is blessed because He protects me. I know I am safe from harm because of my Strong Protector. Because I am in Long-term Care, I know I am not exposed to a lot of harmful situations that other people are. But, if I was, I know I would be protected by my Jesus. Actually, I see my being in Long-term Care as a way Jesus is protecting me from a lot of the difficulties "out there".
My Jesus is blessed because I always have hope in Him. Nothing, absolutely nothing, is impossible to Him so there is always hope for a better life in this world, no matter what anybody says. And that goes for everyone. Sometimes, somebody will tell me that there is no hope for them. To which I simply reply that there is hope for everybody. It is true. However, the hope I most cherish is my hope of Heaven. It is not the kind of hope where you are not really sure you will get it. Rather it is the kind of hope where you know you have it but you don't have it yet.
My Jesus is blessed because He has given me peace and joy. If I lose them, even temporarily, it is my fault, not His. Usually because I start thinking about things that don't make for peace and joy. But they always come back. At times, though, I have to force myself to start thinking about things that make for peace and joy.
There are a myriad of reasons why He is my "Blessed Jesus". Many times, I have asked Jesus what I would do without Him.
*** Thank you for your prayers. Please continue.
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