Rescue

When my wife and I moved this past year, we spent a lot of time packing...like...a lot of time packing. While it was mostly a nuisance, I found one thing about packing to be refreshing: memorabilia. As we packed for 2 straight weeks, we often came across items from our past that had been tucked away in folders, or unpacked boxes from previous moves. I remember stumbling across an old photo album from high school. As i leafed through the familiar faces of my past, I stopped at one particular picture that caught my attention. As I studied the picture for a couple of minutes, my mind began to wander off into my memories to recollect who this person was...it was me.

You see, I became a Christian in the year between high school and my freshman year of college. It was in this time that the transformation process began...and has never ended. I became a new person. Unrecognizable to some. He's not finished with me yet. Nor is he finished with you. Often times I find myself looking at old photos trying to remember who I once was. I was lost. Unsure of where I was headed. Insecure. Selfish. Filled with anger and resentment, not love, patience, and mercy. It's easy for me to look back at me then and say, "Look at how Christ rescued me!" and it's true, He did! But there's more...it's not that he did, it's that he does. When we use the past tense, it tends to lead us in the thinking that salvation happened, when in reality, it is happening. If we do not rely daily on this reality, then we cannot KNOW JESUS the way He intended for us to.

Christ has rescued.

Christ is rescuing.

and because of this, we are His...forever.

Love Came Down