From Death to Life
Reading this passage made me realize that because we are born in sin, after becoming a certain age aware of good and evil, were once the real version of the walking dead. This made me look back to my own life and how, even though I believed, I walked in transgression in my ignorance or being spiritually blinded. For a very long time I walked that path until one day I realized something was wrong. There was an unknown feeling in my heart, tugging me until I could no longer ignore it. I sat down and pondered my life and how I came to be where I was.
This will sound mellow-dramatic, but it is the truth. It was as if my own life had flashed before my very eyes, like people say when they have had a near death experience. I was spiritually dead in God’s eyes which, in my opinion and what I understand Biblically, is worse than a physical death. From what I believe, the Holy Spirit was getting me ready to renounce everything I have ever done, said and lived into repentance, so that I may live and no longer perish in His eyes.
From then on, He has shown me what was locked from within my heart – His Word. Everything that I had read before as a child, into my teens and an adult had become wisdom instead of only knowledge, but both. My eyes had been opened (James1:5). It was like Jesus covering my eyes before seeing the house He has prepared for me, earth-wise.
My entire life, Jesus waited for me to simply ask and from a genuine, sincere heart. Every time I think about this I am truly amazed and blessed that He has the patience to wait 29 years for me to realize my error in working in my own way than His, and to give Him my very life, spiritually speaking and if/when the time comes, my physical life.
Since being that prodigal daughter, I have peace in my heart. God’s peace. I never had that before, I was a pretty miserable woman always wondering why others got away with so much wrong. It angered me to the point that I was outwardly showing it without thought. I was always tired and I was depressed – especially during winter. I don’t suffer those things anymore. That’s not to say I don’t suffer at all, I do, just not with those anymore. Being a Christian does not make one perfect for there was and is One that is Perfect and was slain on our behalf.
I look back on this as a reminder what God has done for in my life and what it could mean for others who may have or are going in the same path I have walked. Everyday I try to set my eyes on Jesus and walk the way He has by walking in His footsteps, meaning walking behind Him because He already accomplished the journey, so that we as Christians may take up our crosses and follow Him.
Ephesians 2:1-10 said:
Reading this passage made me realize that because we are born in sin, after becoming a certain age aware of good and evil, were once the real version of the walking dead. This made me look back to my own life and how, even though I believed, I walked in transgression in my ignorance or being spiritually blinded. For a very long time I walked that path until one day I realized something was wrong. There was an unknown feeling in my heart, tugging me until I could no longer ignore it. I sat down and pondered my life and how I came to be where I was.
This will sound mellow-dramatic, but it is the truth. It was as if my own life had flashed before my very eyes, like people say when they have had a near death experience. I was spiritually dead in God’s eyes which, in my opinion and what I understand Biblically, is worse than a physical death. From what I believe, the Holy Spirit was getting me ready to renounce everything I have ever done, said and lived into repentance, so that I may live and no longer perish in His eyes.
From then on, He has shown me what was locked from within my heart – His Word. Everything that I had read before as a child, into my teens and an adult had become wisdom instead of only knowledge, but both. My eyes had been opened (James1:5). It was like Jesus covering my eyes before seeing the house He has prepared for me, earth-wise.
My entire life, Jesus waited for me to simply ask and from a genuine, sincere heart. Every time I think about this I am truly amazed and blessed that He has the patience to wait 29 years for me to realize my error in working in my own way than His, and to give Him my very life, spiritually speaking and if/when the time comes, my physical life.
Since being that prodigal daughter, I have peace in my heart. God’s peace. I never had that before, I was a pretty miserable woman always wondering why others got away with so much wrong. It angered me to the point that I was outwardly showing it without thought. I was always tired and I was depressed – especially during winter. I don’t suffer those things anymore. That’s not to say I don’t suffer at all, I do, just not with those anymore. Being a Christian does not make one perfect for there was and is One that is Perfect and was slain on our behalf.
I look back on this as a reminder what God has done for in my life and what it could mean for others who may have or are going in the same path I have walked. Everyday I try to set my eyes on Jesus and walk the way He has by walking in His footsteps, meaning walking behind Him because He already accomplished the journey, so that we as Christians may take up our crosses and follow Him.
