Jesus went to prayer daily spending time with His Father. They were so close that the worst part of Jesus’ crucifixion was when the Father had to separate Himself from His Son, because the sin of the world had come upon Jesus. What an agony of shock for Jesus who shouted out, “My God! My God! Why have You forsaken Me?”
Matthew 27:45-47 (AMP)
Now from the sixth hour (noon) there was darkness over all the land
until the ninth hour (3:00 p.m.).
46 About the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud [agonized] voice,
“Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” that is,
“My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?”
Meditating on this, I see my relationship with my God. Do I have that relationship? There are times when I do not “feel” God’s closeness. Yet I have His assurance that He is with me:
“I will never [under any circumstances] desert you
[nor give you up nor leave you without support,
nor will I in any degree leave you helpless],
nor will I forsake or let you down
or relax My hold on you [assuredly not]!”
He will never abandon me! Since it is written in His Word I know that it is true! So if I’m tempted to believe He left me, or again I don't ‘feel’ Him, I remember I do not live by my feelings, but by the Word of God! So I go to Him and He is indeed there; I can always count on Him!
I submit myself (never easy) to my God and His ways, and He guides me. My rebellious human nature is not totally conquered yet, but He is helping me with it. You know, I love it that He is not the monarch sitting on His throne with a fly swatter just waiting for me to make a mistake so He can swat me down! Rather He is a full loving Father watching over me with kindness and affection, helping me get up when I fall down, and easily forgiving me when I repent of my sinful ways. His gentle kindness brings a loving smile to my face. I do love Him!
My friends, especially at this time of celebrating Jesus coming to earth, vow to spend some time each day in the Lord’s presence talking to Him or reading His Word with Holy Spirit understanding. Think of the stillness of the holy night of Jesus’ birth, the late night quiet in that stable as His mother waited for the fruit of her labor pains, her precious baby's first cry.
I can imagine tears of joy flowing from her eyes as she holds her precious Son close.
The stillness does not last, for angel’s singing a message to the world breaks the silence in glad voices raised on high, for heaven itself rejoices as the Christ begins His part in the salvation of the world.
Dear Ones, come join in the birthday party for Jesus or celebrate your own born again experience! Praise Almighty God who ever brings us the victory!