I grew up singing a hymn:
I would like to tell you what I think of Jesus; Since I found in Him a Friend so strong and true; I would tell you how He changed my life completely; He did something that no other friend could do; No one ever cared for me like Jesus; There’s no other friend so kind as He; No one else could take the sin and darkness from me; Oh how much He cared for me; Every day He comes to me with new assurance; More and more I understand His words of love; but I’ll never know just why He came to save me; ‘Til the day I see His precious face above; No one ever cared for me like Jesus; There’s no other friend so kind as He; No one else could take the sin and darkness from me; oh how much He cares for me.
Tonight I have been reminded that I am not alone. When I get done writing, I am looking forward to my prayer time—it is just a simple time when I pour out my heart to the Lord, and He meets me by His Spirit on my knees. Other spirits meet people in transcendental meditation and yoga meditations and offer a “peace”. Yet, Jesus gives a peace “not like the world gives.” His Spirit is different and good and true.
How do I explain a relationship with this Jesus who is my Friend? I have been going through something out of the ordinary now for about a month. During this period, I found myself signing emails I have answered:
“With a faithful Shepherd”
He sure is faithful. Tonight, at my Bible study, I was reminded that when I walk through a valley, I don’t walk through it alone. Jesus comforts me, because I am His.
Someone told me recently, “Jesus is my Savior if I need Him. I just don’t need Him.” Well, to love Him is to need Him. As a matter of fact, He is responsible for making His own need Him! I would like to challenge that person to try NOT turning to addictions such as cigarettes or alcohol during fearful transitions and try to save himself! Then, when not leaning on these other “saviors”, I’d like to hear him tell me he still does not need Jesus. Jesus is certainly a better Savior than self-destructive crutches. Yet, in all of our rebellious pride and autonomy, so often we would rather turn to disdainful, degrading habits to relieve pain instead of going to the God of all comfort.
I am close to Jesus tonight because of Him and not me. HE is the one who took action to save me (as even a desire for Him is God’s mercy at work on a person). Tonight He comforted me through the Bible, His Word:
“Now the God of peace who brought up from the dead the great Shepherd of the sheep through the blood of the eternal covenant, even Jesus our Lord, equip you in every good thing to do His will, working in us that which is pleasing in His sight, through Jesus Christ to whom be the glory forever and ever . Amen.” (Hebrews 13:20-21)
All the way home from the
Bible study I sang softly, reminiscing with the Lord, songs I used to sing growing up. People reading this may say, “She was reminiscing with a God she has not seen?” By His Holy Spirit, He lives in me. He came to live inside my heart at age 5 when I accepted this pure Savior as my own. (For anyone reading this who does not know Him, who may be running from the notion of ever knowing Him, it is by His mercy that you would even desire Him. If there is conviction or any hint of needing Him, that is His mercy on you. The Bible says that God is the one who softens a heart, and He is the one who makes a heart hard. So often people come to Him nonchalantly. But it is no small thing!)
Knowing Jesus is like knowing a best friend, except better, because He is the Best Friend of all. He never leaves. He calms fears. He is alive and with us through the Holy Spirit who gives us faith and lets us feel His love. The Holy Spirit is described as a “Helper” in the book of John, chapter 14. There is no physical shaking required to know such a Spirit! And no barking like dogs (akin to the occult) like some people purport! Something strange happens with such a sweet Holy Spirit: we want Jesus; we want purity; we want to flee immorality; we love a pure Savior—the ONLY pure Savior.
The problem is the world hates Jesus. It hates the Jesus someone like me loves. So, sometimes people I love don’t love me, all because of Jesus in me. Sometimes people who would otherwise like me leave, because the light of Jesus is so bright, even when I don’t speak of Him. There is something different, as the Holy Spirit lives in me. And the Bible calls it a “reproach” to people with an aversion for Jesus. I become a “reproach”? To someone I love?
If the person hates Jesus, I become a reproach. The Bible says in Hebrews 13:13 [Hebrews is a book in the New Testament] that I bear “His reproach”, for I do not have a “lasting city” in this world but I am “seeking the city which is to come.” (Hebrews 13:14)
Weird. People around me are living for this world, and they cannot say for sure if anything “is to come”. Perhaps reincarnation. At least all of the TV shows suggest it is real. Maybe psychics could tell of the next world? Who knows?
People who believe in Jesus, the Jesus who bears the reproach. I am called His “sheep”, and He is my Shepherd. I am wayward, and He leads me and protects me, and closes doors and opens them. No one can touch me or steal me away from Him, because He guards His own. (John 10).
So, as I was softly singing hymns in the car I grew up singing in churches as a little girl, I loved Jesus—the Shepherd of my life—more than ever. I sang the song I sang at my grandfather’s funeral—“Jesus Paid It All.” I sang “My Jesus I Love Thee” and “Jesus Keep Me Near The Cross.” And I knew I was not alone in a life that was bought with a price—the blood Jesus shed for me. My life is not my own. People come and people go, and ministries begin and funds get low, and families ebb and flow, but one thing stays the same: the love of “my Jesus”.
The Jesus I know and love is not the perverted one of the new age, who does not punish sin; He is no “christ consciousness” that makes the world comfortable, appealing to pride and power; He is the one who draws me in His purity and makes me want to live for Him, even with His reproach, not just for a faith and certainly not for a “religion”, but for His LOVE to lay down His life for me and take it again as my LIVING SAVIOR to never, ever let me go AS MY SHEPHERD. The Jesus I know and love is the pure one. Some people believe in a different “Jesus” who does not require repentance from sin. They can have such a “jesus” as they please, anytime they want…because such a jesus is not the real one. There is only one Savior who is pure, offering to “pay it all” as the hymn sings. The other gods require us to pay, but Jesus paid it all on the cross. He makes us desire to be uniquely pure, like Him, when we love Him:
“Marriage is to be held in honor among all, and the marriage bed is to be undefiled, for fornicators and adulterers God will judge…for He Himself has said, ‘I WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU NOR FORSAKE YOU,’ so that we may confidently say, ‘The Lord is my Helper. I will not be afraid. What will man do to me?’…Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today, and forever.” (Hebrews 13:4-9)
Jim Reimann ended
tonight’s lesson reminding us that we should live like Paul states in Philippians 4:9:
“The things you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.”
By God’s grace, I desire to be such an example. “The God of peace” is certainly with me as the “author and finisher” of my faith. (Hebrews 12:2). I didn’t give my faith to myself, and I am not in charge of keeping it. God gave it to me, and He is the One in charge of all my life has accomplished for Him and anything yet to come. As I have been praying for years, tonight I look forward to getting down on my knees before going to bed and telling God to take all of me from head to toe. Romans 12:1 has become a dear verse and one I think of daily, as there is nothing more powerful than such a testimony of giving God my body as my “spiritual form of worship” to Him. That is how pure He is! He is so pure that I cannot love Him and live for Him any other way.
So, let the “lost” mock me. I have a Shepherd in Jesus, and I am not lost! They would arrogantly purport they are not lost, as they pollute the air with profanity, puffing on a cigarette, nursing a bottomless glass of alcohol. I have something better and a LOVE they know nothing about…and a peace
not as the world gives. (John 14:27)
I was reminded that it is only “through Jesus” that I can offer up praise for any sorrow in my life, in the midst of walking through a valley as people come and go. It is not on my own that I can praise God in all things—only “through Jesus”.
“Through Him then let us continually offer up a sacrifice of praise to God, that is, the fruit of lips that give thanks to His name.” (Hebrews 13:15). How I pity people who don’t have such a glorious option.
Jim Reimann reminded us tonight that knowing Jesus is worth the cost. Jim said, “Whatever we see as a cost doesn’t make Him a debtor to us. He rewards us time and time again.”
Indebted to such a loving, faithful, caring Shepherd, who ALWAYS gives me more than I deserve,
Dwayna