Rachel Hampton

Somebody slap me! March 25, 2010

Do you ever feel sometimes like you really don’t GET it?  God is crazy about me. He created me and no one like me. He’s personal and understands who I am because I’m his daughter. I’m talking about the creator of the universe here. And not only that, His love for me and you is so intense that He sacrificed His son for us. Do you get it? I get it. In my head. Sometimes it really just doesn’t translate to my heart. I have heard it for as long as I can remember and I know it to be true, but the truth is not overwhelming me as I know it should. It’s a pretty big deal! I miss the place where the knowledge of that love just knocks me off my feet. That it’s mindboggling. It’s not. I mean it is but it’s not. Am I making sense? I want someone to slap me out of this laissez faire (look it up) acceptance of the facts and see it for what it truly is….unthinkable. Am I alone in this? While I am so thankful for the Christian home and church I grew up in, they can also be a breeding ground for complacency.  If you let them. And, God help me, I do not want to be that lukewarm person spoken of in the Bible. Serving on the mission field does not automatically make you a perfect Christian. You have the same struggles, and additional ones. I want to be overwhelmed by God’s love for me. I’m thankful, grateful, blessed by it…but right now, not flummoxed (Ha! Sorry if that killed the mood but I am so glad I got to use that random word in a post). My passion for God and love for Him is not failing, but I want more. So prayers would be appreciated.

God, break me of my simple acceptance of truth and make it appear new and amazing. As break-takingly beautiful of a sacrifice as it was. Give me new eyes to see your love for me.