God is Moving

That is a title of a song that we sang this past weekend at a conference I went to at my church. And, for me, that has had multiple meanings:

First, while God does not change, does not move, He moves in us... drawing us closer to Him.

Second, within me, God Himself needed to move. He needed to move closer to His rightful place and better fill up my heart.

I've been learning a lot lately about my heart... and, I hate to admit this, I think I had underestimated my sin by underestimating my worth. So, God has been showing me my utter depravity (which has been eye-opening and actually quite yucky) and yet showing me my inestimable value/worth (which has been equally eye-opening and awe inspiring).

I just had a conversation with a friend on Saturday morning about this very thing. She confessed to me that she realized that she has downplayed her sins in her heart. Oh, how I could relate. "If they are not that bad, then I'm not that bad (I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad)". And actually, nothing could be further from the truth. Yes, I am that bad. My sins are deplorable. But my worth, because of who God made me, is priceless. Truly priceless. And we've taken our true and rightful places.

So, I am that bad, and He is that good. And I needed rescuing. And will always need it. My job is not too try to rescue myself, but receive and respond. And I'm seeing a difference between drawing in vs. pulling in, and receiving vs. taking. Very subtle, but vastly different.

All for now,
Lisa