I have a Jesus sized box.
I believe everyone does. They might not be the same size or shape, but everyone puts Jesus in a box.
I have been realizing recently that God is so much more then I could ever understand or comprehend, and defiantly more then I give him credit for.
My Jesus two years ago:
loved me, but was content with me being a saved on sunday christian. My Jesus was in the passenger seat shaking His head I drove my life and myself toward cliff after cliff.
My Jesus one year ago:
Picked me up out of sorrow and whispered sweetly into my ear telling me that he had so much more for my life then I did, if only I would give up control to him. My Jesus last year was one who began to take control of my life, and lead me the direction I should be going. He was the one who lit a fire in my heart for Him. Unfortunately He was the one who I turned to when I was completely lost, and only used as a last resort.
My Jesus eight months ago:
Became a roll model for me. Someone I wanted to begin mirroring. His love, grace, and understanding were all things that I want to demonstrate.
My Jesus six months ago:
Became someone who placed things on my heart. I finally understood what people were saying when they said that they were doing what God had called them to. He had called me to the World Race. He had become someone who Actually showed me what he wanted me to do.
My Jesus five weeks ago:
Became a man who gave people visions of what he has planned. I, up until a little while ago didn't really believe in visions from God, then I got one.
My Jesus four weeks ago:
Became a healer of the sick. I have always had doubts about the stories of christians who heal in the name of Jesus. But God I am starting to realize has complete authority over everything.
My Jesus three weeks ago:
Became someone I can turn to first, not last. The second I have a heart ache or worry He is the first one I go to. Constant communication is what I am striving for.
My Jesus last week:
Became the ultimate provider. Up until this point I have always relied on my own abilities to provide for myself. over the last week God has given me peace that everything happens for a reason, and that even if I don't understand something everything is under his control, and that he will always provide for me.
I put Jesus in a box. I look at Him and say "well this is what I think you are capable of, this is who I think you are" and that is all the credit I give him. Over the last year God has time and again pushed His way out of the tiny box I have created for him, and proven that he is so much more then I give Him credit for.
It is amazing to see how much I have already changed since I have joined the World Race. I am so excited to see what God is going to do, and how he is going to change my heart over the year that I am going to be gone. I expect that my Jesus sized box sure is going to grow!
