Christ in Me..is Beauty

I've been thinking back on the prophecies people have given me in the past few months, and it brings me to tears, realizing that for the most part, they've all come true.

I remember the first prophetic prayer I got that just wrecked my heart by the love of God. A sister, Sarah, lay her hand on me and after a while, she said, "I just keep hearing 'you're beautiful, you're beautiful'"..and it's something God's been repeating to me over and over again, through people, through His word, through prophecy. But I'm still awestruck every time. I was sitting on a rock in the mountains during STP, going through my past and plucking up sin after sin after sin, it felt like the list never ended. In those moments, I felt akin to a brute beast and nothing better. How can such a holy God even go near someone so sinful? Yet He's closer to us than our own souls. How can such a beautiful God love someone so ugly? Yet He calls me beautiful.

I'm still trying to comprehend what it means to be beautiful in God's eyes, and how in the world I could ever measure up to the term. I truly am unworthy of it all, to be just dirt and sin but infused with the beauty of GOD, so that I'm seen as such not just by people, but by HIM Himself, the creator of all things beautiful. But in that sense, it makes sense. It's not anything of my own physicality or essence, but it's the fragrance of Christ. It's CHRIST IN ME, who gives me beauty of which I am wholly unworthy...

Jeremiah 33:3 Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know.

It's all unraveling.. and He's taking me into glory, and I can feel it and taste it, and it's just so amazing. How He picked me up from this abyss of nothingness, uselessness, self-pity, self-doubt, self-loathing..and now I'm soaring under His wings and stretching out my hand to touch hearts all around, just like I'd prayed and wished for so long.
Won't you join me?

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