Monday, April 29, 2013

I mean something to God


For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, so that whoever believes in Him would not perish, but have eternal life.

Now this is eternal life:  That they may know You, the only true God, and Jesus Christ whom you sent.

As I drove home from the grocery store, I thought and prayed about the eternal difference I really make in people’s lives.  I thought about this in relationship to powerful words from a powerful song in Les Miserables:

Who cares about your lonely soul?
We strive toward a larger goal
Our little lives don't count at all!

I thought of my lonely soul, the eternal goal, and my little life.

At first I thought of my children and wife, those with whom I’ve shared the good news, and my impact in general.  But then I heard the Spirit focus me on me, on my own life, birth, rebirth, relationship with God.

I am eternal.

I am immortal.

Jesus died for me. 

FOR Me. 

I am worth His blood.  His Life.  His Spirit.

God gave me His Son and His Spirit so that I would be one with Him forever.

Intimate with Him forever.

I thought of the purpose or meaning of my marriage, and compared it to my intimacy with God.

The relationship itself is the purpose!

The inherent goodness of being intimate with her for the rest of my life.

Of course, we both agree to a higher purpose, and realize this purpose is bigger than both of us.

But we simply want to be together because we love and like each other.  We never want to be apart from each other.

This is true of God for me. 

I am significant to God eternally.  If nothing else is true, this is.

I mean something to God

Very much so. 

At times I’ve felt rejected.  Not sought after or valued.  As if my absence made no difference. 

But it does. 

To God. 

I am the lost sheep Jesus left 99 to find.  The lost coin worth a party.  The one angels sang for.  The prodigal son. 

I am worth God’s time and eternity.  He made my body to live in me. 

So if no one else pursues me, loves me, or likes me…

I

am

God’s.

And

He

is

mine.

I mean something to God.

And God means everything to me.

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