God's World, My Lens

God's World, My Lens

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My Lens: God's Lens: Your Lens:

Encourage women to enrich their relationship with the Lord
by seeing themselves through His eyes and
hearing and seeing Him from your heart

God's World, My Lens

black & white sketch of open book, eye glasses on top, a throw and a mug beside

My Lens:         Encourage women to enrich their relationship with the Lord
God's Lens:    By seeing themselves through His eyes and
Your Lens:       Hearing & seeing Him from your heart

send me – a confession of my heart

Beach and ocean. A ray of sunlight streams down on a woman in the distance

In the Bible chapter 6 of Isaiah, the Lord asks, “who shall I send?”  Isaiah responds, “Here I am, send me.” (Isaiah 6:8)   I am in awe sometimes of that simple statement.  “Here I am, send me.”  I’m not sure I could say that with all my heart. 

Often, I would say here I am send me…with the caveat of when its comfortable and convenient for me to go.  I have lots of excuses to not put myself out of my comfort zone.  I need to be around for my husband, I’m not feeling all that well today, I think that maybe I question if that is really what You, Lord, want me to do. 

I could continue on and on with excuses.  But Isaiah just said, “here I am, send me”.  Sometimes I think…if You, Lord, visited me directly, surely, I would respond as Isaiah did.  (Hmmm, could I be blaming You, Lord, for my inaction instead of owning my lack within.)

I sit here while typing on my computer saying to You, God, I am willing.  Just hit me with it.  I’ll follow through…but tomorrow in the light of day, will I feel the same.  Or will I get busy with laundry, cleaning, gardening or a game on my tablet and not give it another thought.

I guess I’m writing a confession to You, Lord.  Forgive me for allowing myself to be distracted or numbing my mind with TV or games.   Forgive me for allowing myself to appear as such a “good Christian” when I am truly just a sinner…no different, maybe worse than others. 

At least with many others they wear their sins as a proud badge to be seen by all.  But me, Lord, my sins sink deeper and deeper as I grow in my relationship with You.  Because as I work to be more like You, what was once an innocent sin now becomes big…because I know better.  I see You and the purity of who You are which makes my impure self become a pitiful sinner. 

(John 3:16) Lord, being so pitiful, the only way I can come before You is through Your Son Jesus.  He has borne all my sins…past, present and future…creating a way that I may come before You. (Psalm 51:12) Lord, restore to me the joy of Your salvation and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me. 

Because of Jesus, I can come confidently before Your throne. (Hebrews 4:16). I truly don’t deserve such a privilege.   And I do not deserve the privilege of representing You to others…of being an ambassador for Christ (2 Corinthians 5:20). 

Lord, I am willing…teach me to be fully given over to You.  Not just given wholly to You but to be given with a joyful heart in all I do.  (Colossians 3:23)

Amen & amen