The One Whom Jesus Loved
Reading the texts these lasts two weeks, I’ve been drawn into the book of John. Specifically, the parts that have to do with those who had the chance to speak to Jesus and receive of His mercy, and the glory of God. Several of these individuals experienced supernatural miracles, and saw only what the messiah could have fulfilled. But Jesus spoke “unless you people see signs and wonders, you will never believe” (John 4:48).
I experienced a season where I begged to feel the glory of God, leading me to nickname it “the thunder and lightning”, from the amount I prayed for those chills again. I lived a large amount of my time being misled on the fact that Jesus needed to show me super-naturalism for me to get rid of my doubt. I seemed to casually forget the grace and mercy that every single day touched my face, and the things that only God could have saved me from etc. I decided to speak about this today because I believe that it reflects in part of my being. I am an imperfect believer that sometimes is so in awe of God’s grace, that it takes me a back sometimes. It’s not a justification, or anything good but it’s everything us. Jesus has seen us and wants to develop a relationship with us, deeper than what He can do for us, but what we can do for God.
Can we live?
Readily able to surrender our dreams, passions, and will to an excellent God. Can we do this knowing there might not be any immediate reward, without a rush of the Holy Spirit to overwhelm us after every good deed, or even when we think we need it most. We often forget that He knows when we actually need of Him in that way, the same way He knows when to make it rain or when to make the sun shine.
siempre mirando hacia el