Hey!
So I have returned safe and sound from my short backpacking trip, and thought I would share what God really placed on my heart...Oh and I thought I would share a pic of my successful banana nut pancakes experiment with you all, just for the fun of it...
Anyways back to backpacking, God taught me so much as I was treking through the mountain rage called the Alpujarras. I was seeing all the beauty, danger, and adventure God had placed in this world, and just truly taking in all that He has created for us. As I was marveling at the stars while in my mummy sleeping bag that night, the realness of God just really hit me. This world echos so much of who He is and what He has done for us in my every day routine I tend to miss so much, I forgot about the realness of God and the story that we all are living in. This story that centers around our Hero, Jesus, who came to us through the muck and mud of this earth, breaking our chains of slavery by willingly being killed in our place. Every person on this earth was condemned by a curse, but our Hero broke this curse by giving His life, His blood to make the curse powerless. Then our Hero went a step farther, not only did He conquer all our foes, return to life and claim us as His own; He promised us that until the day He returns, He would give us His Spirit to be with us always.
Yet to me, I think after hearing this repeated over and over again, it began to be more of a story, a beautiful and inspiring story, but just a story in the end. Satan began to whisper his lies and spread his mist of deceit and before I knew it I was taking the attitude that this story was too grand, too good to truly be real life. In the end it was too incredible, too much adventure, too much just pure love to have anything to do with me. I knew I couldn't possibly be worth that much trouble, maybe in my imagining or fantasies, but lets face it, real life? Nah, couldn't be possible. So I let myself fall into an apathetic state, one with cloudy at best vision of who Christ is, and what He has done and is still doing for me and in me.
Now though the fog is lifting and I can see that God was the One who gave me these "imaginings," He was the one who made me love these stories of adventure, danger, and pure love, just so that I could know Him better, and finally understand that this is the truth, that these "stories" are real life are my life and all our lives. The enemy whom I was rescued from wants nothing more than to fool me, to lie to my Spirit that all of this is just a dream, that I couldn't possibly be good enough to be loved by such a Hero, that such a good power doesn't exist in this world. That liar almost had me because it is true that I am not good enough to be loved by such a Hero, none of us really are, but he forgot one thing...My heart knows my Hero, He made sure to set eternity inside it, inside all of ours, and all of creation whispers in agreement with the truth. This knowing of my Hero means that I know that He is good and that His love and actions don't depend on me and my goodness, but simply on His, which is more than enough for all of us, thankfully!! The lie has then been exposed and the truth is setting me free!
The more I think about it, the more I realize just how sad it is that the world has been so deceived that to them the actual truth seems to be too far fetched, so rationally they chose to believe the lie instead. I used to think my imagination was a curse, that I loved stories of adventure and love too much. However now I can see why, and I am seeing it as gift because it is helping me to see past the world's lies and see the truth with my eyes guided by my Hero, my Savior, my God.
Thanks all of you for staying with me on this adventure, I pray that you all are drinking in the truths of God and allowing His realness to change you from your very core!
God Bless Guys :)
