“God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in him.” -John Piper
This week I was struck with the revelation that I have never been satisfied in Christ alone….that I have made idols of things and people and dreams my whole life to fill the void. And when I exhaust one idol, then I move to the next.
I don’t want to live this way any longer. I want a quick fix; a band-aid if you will to patch over this revelation and move on with my life. I want an answer.
But I’m pretty sure that God doesn’t want to fix this flaw quickly. He wants to prune and mold me, and it’s going to take time and be uncomfortable.
As scary as that sounds, I’m in. For perhaps the first time in my life, I realize that I love God most of all, and long to know him more. And, I know that he’ll hold my hand through the process. So I’m ready to dive in and discover what it looks like to be satisfied in Christ alone.
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Danielle // May 29, 2007 at 10:18 pm |
When I saw the title for this post, my mind immediately started to sing the lyrics of this song (appropriately titled “In Christ Alone”):
In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
‘Till on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost it’s grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Brought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Can ever pluck me from His hand
‘Till He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I’ll stand