Your Image of Christ

Thats cool peter, I understand what your saying.

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Katty said:

I have this in my journals page, but I really wanted to paste it here too. This is me and my glimpse of who He is.

Today in my FYI (Freshman Year Integration) class, A New Song For a New Journey, we discussed the many images that Jesus tends to be in the Christian life. It was a real heart-felt discussion that totally touched me. Lately I've been struggling with what position Jesus has in my life right now. I know that sounds totally lame-o, and not to excuse anything at all, but its just been so hard with my moving here to Colorado for school. The fact that we discussed that very topic this morning reminded me of the many roles that He's become in my life within my entire life. I know I won't cover all the bases, but God-willing, I'm realizing how incredibly humble it makes me. I'm honored and truly unworthy of just how amazing His truths are.

I grew up in a Christian home and so Jesus was always a part of what we were expected to know as the pastor's kids. He was just always that part of me. As a young girl, I pictured him as this awesome and truly soveriegn God. Even at such a young age, I "knew" that He was holy. It wasn't until the very last parts of my high school years that I really came to see how amazingly HOLY He really is. Its inconceiveable. Have you ever tried to picture just how HOLY He really and truly is? In Isaiah, this prophet SAW God. He SAW the holiness!! (Isaiah 6:1-8) "... my eyes have seen the King, the LORD Almighty..." Within my "human" mind, its so beyond me that I've left it as a mystery.

My mom and dad were always there for me during my childhood, thank God, though we had our disagreements. As a child, I played with my brother a lot so you can bet that I was at times pretty dirty, but my parents, both Mom and Dad weren't grossed out by that. As parents, they didn't mind cleaning me up. My parents never failed to make sure that I had a good upbringing. They didn't waste a minute when it came to giving me the best of everything. Knowing all this and see who God is, its even a greater reality that I can't seem to fathom or grasp. God is my ultimate Daddy and parent. To think, if my parents here on Earth cares that much about me already, how much MORE could God do if He's the ULTIMATE Daddy??? Even in the midst of my dirty and yucky sins, He picks me up, kisses me and washes me clean. That blows my mind.

As a child who always went to Sunday School, I remember Jesus being portrayed as the loving shepherd and caretaker who didn't let the disciples shoo away the little kids. I even remember the little pictures we as 5 year olds were able to color with Jesus hugging the little children in the most amazing way. Jesus IS the ULTIMATE gentleness in life, but of course as I got older, my eyes were opened up to seeing another side of Jesus. I remember analyzing the marketplace in the temple scene one Sunday in an older aged setting class. The picture of Jesus in "rage" and flipping over tables and everything scared me. This was not the "gentle Jesus" that I had colored as a 5 year old. At first, it was inconceiveable, but as I dug deeper, I realized that though Jesus is as GENTLE as GENTLE can get, He's also the purger of life. He's able to come into my life and flip over the "tables" and show me how I'm supposed to be. How incredible is that?

I find myself being a book nerd from time to time, and I've fallen in love with novels and literature that portrays heros. I'm a total sap so this sort of thing just totally makes me go "awwwwww!!". In my walk with Jesus, He's been my hero time and time again. Right when my foot gets caught in a bush or when my 4 inch heels make me stumble, Jesus is right there. beyond that, He became the ULTIMATE hero by being the ULTIMATE sacrifice for my own sinful and dirty deeds.

Just like dancing, He as the instructor, teaches me the steps and lets me step on His feet to learn 1,2,3,4... He guides me through the steps and when I'm unable to go through with the right steps and rhythm, He corrects me by kissing me on the forehead to say "Its ok, look at Me and do what I do." Thats amazing to me! Thats MY ultimate teacher.

Fitting in and having friends was such a huge desire in my life as I entered middle school. My best friend moved in 7th grade and even at such a young age, the feel of lonliness was overwhelming that it left my heart numb when the letters and calls ceased to exist. Through this period in my life, I believe that it was Jesus who drew me closer to Him than I had been before despite my church and family status. It was Him who became my friend, who listened to the tears at night, who wiped them when tissues seemed to do no good... that was Him.

With the battles that I began to struggle with in middle school on out, He yet again began to show me another role and He is the "warrior" that I can't even begin to imagine. He has such strength. Found in Revelation, how incredible is it that His eyes are like blazing fire? Hows that for fear to the enemy? He fights my battles for me! The worst things on Eart can harm the body, but only God Himself can destroy the body and the soul. How's THAT for strength, power, and warrior-worthy-ness huh?!?!?! With a warrior like that, this princess doesn't need anything more!

As I started to dig deeper into my life to understand who He was furthermore in my life, I realized that He was now beginning to be my "prince"or even "knight in shining armor". The love of Jesus is IMMEASUREABLE, totally incomprehendable. I mean, think about it. Most little girls dream of the prince or knight in shining armor who would sweep them off their feet. I was the little girl who was the princess waiting for her prince to give the kiss of life. I mean, how incredible is it to know that every morning that I wake up, its His kiss of life that wakes me from morning to morning? Its Him who will ride up on the white horse (refrence to Revelation) to fight the battle for me. What a guy! And to think, He is MINE and one day I'll be able to be in His arms in the greatest hug ever and be able to hear His heart beat! What is a better love story and could a princess ask for anything more?!?!?!?! *shakes head* Didn't think so.

As I walk through my first year of college, it still hasn't hit me as a reality that I'm now an adult and a college girl. I don't know what tomorrow holds, who I'm going to marry, how many kids I'll have, and where I'll live, but the beauty of it all is that God is the Author of my Life. He writes every page of it with care and He even illustrates pictures on the pages of my life with loving strokes of kindness. Those images are blessings that He's bestowed upon me. How incredible?!?!?!?!?!

*smiles*
Katty

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