Mindful of Me...

Pastor Lennon preached a wonderful message Sunday night. It was titled "Mary on Christmas." One of his main scriptures was Mary's song in Luke 1:46-55. He brought out how sometimes there just seems to be no rhyme or reason to things, but God has a plan in the making. Mary understood this at her young age. She trusted her Father. She states in her song how her God was mindful of her and how He has performed mighty deeds with His arms. He was mindful of the situation He was placing her in but He was also mindful of the eternity that lay ahead of her and all mankind. He knew the bigger picture.

At the altar time pastor asked us to come and spend time thanking God for this gift He has given us, not asking for anything, just thanking Him for who He is and what He has done. That is how I began to pray. Thanking Him for who He is, for what He has done for me, beginning at His leaving the glories of Heaven to come to this earth, to be born into this world, lowly, so He could experience the life we experience and understand fully what this world He created was like. What we experience. Hebrews 4 says he is not a high priest that is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses.

Lennon used an illustration of a little boy and his daddy walking through the woods. They came upon a giant ant hill and the little boy kicked his way through it without thinking. He then was instantly so aware of what he had done, how he had destroyed all this hard work the ants had done. He immediatly wanted to know a way to fix it. The dad said he was sorry, he just didn't know how. Only an ant knew how to fix what he had created. That's what Jesus did. He came in order to fix what He created.

While I was praying, when you know the Holy Spirit is touching, I found myself realizing He knew my pain because of the physical pain He endured. He knew my loneliness because of the loneliness He felt in a world where He really didn't belong, although He had a mother & earthly father who loved Him very much. He knew the rejection I feel at times, because of the rejection He suffered, even from His own siblings and people He grew up with. He experienced joy and laughter, tears and heartache. He thirsted and hungered in the physical and the spiritual. He longed to feel His Father's love again. He felt the sorrow of separation when He had to leave His family and those He loved for the ministry. And even more when He had to watch their sorrow at the foot of His cross. He loved friends and left them. He had friends that betrayed Him. He walked a lonely but fulfulled life on this earth so He could walk with us forever in Heaven. He endured the now for the future. At that moment, at that altar, I knew He understood my lonely heart at Jo leaving and Mattie so far away. He understood it and felt it. Such a small thing to some, but He has performed mighty deeds with His arms before, and He did it one more time, that night, when I felt His arms of comfort wrap around me and whisper I understand...