what does it really mean to lay everything at Jesus’ feet?
I’m majorly figuring that out this month. I’ve never been more amazed at who the Lord is and how it affects my spirit.
I thought about how the Lord could limit His love for us-but He doesn’t. He doesn’t have to give us His infinite love that stretches beyond space and time. He doesn’t have to write an intimate story that is our life and give us specific dreams that no one else may have. He doesn’t have to constantly invite me into His throne-room just to sit at His beautiful feet. He doesn’t have to wait patiently and disregard all my mess.
He does. He does. He does.
The Lord has brought me back to the place of giving it all back to Him. I have seasons where I lay it all down and then I step back from my commitment as time passes. I don’t want to step back this time. As I’m realizing what it means to be like Jesus I’m becoming less attached to life in general. I don’t love my family and friends any less but the Lord has showed me that none of it is mine and I’m blessed to follow Him through the darkest road. Last month my attachments grew for an idea after the race and just the idea of home. I didn’t want that to be the case for the race. I don’t even remember if I asked the Lord to take it away but He did. This month my attachments have become solely placed on the Lord. I am attached to His grace and His love. I am attached to being desperate for Him.
I don’t know how to sum up what I’ve learned this month. Basically I’ve miraculously begun to understand the majesty of God. Pray for it. It’s mind blowing.
