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I can't stop loving youSunday, April 11, 2010
Acts 5:12-16
And they were all cured.
In my counseling office people's eyes sometimes snap wide open as they realize how their memories are being transformed by the Holy Spirit. They see themselves differently from that moment. Defeat and despair cringe. They wither away in the heat of God's love. Abnormal brain chemistry begins to change. Whole people get healed wholistically. I might feel confusion and doubt about the healing's source, but as I notice my whole life changing into joy it's not likely I'll walk away saying, "No, I don't want that." Instead I open my mouth in thankfulness and praise. God is good.
Back in the day God is alive. Jesus is alive. Peter proclaims his gospel and carries healing with him everywhere he goes. His eyes are full of love when he reaches out his hand to touch a leper. Nothing in Peter shrinks away. Couldn't this go on forever? Has death been conquered once for all? None of us need to die. We can come to Jesus and receive all the healing we'll ever need. In a few years the story takes a different turn. Eventually Peter is crucified upside down, martyr killed by men who have not received their healing. Jesus offered, and Peter told them so. Disbelieving they turned away and killed the messenger. They called him a fraud, but he was not. The war between Satan's rule and God's new rule raged on. God will never remove my freedom to think and choose for myself. He is patient to watch me wrestle and suffer and finally die, never removing his invitation to be healed. He is in charge, and he knows there is no hurry. I am his child, and I will come back to him. He has no place else to be, this God of all glory, God of all might. My rock-solid father made me and loves me and knows me and waits for me. Waits like that for every one of his children always. And they will all be cured. Your love outlasts my ideas about it, Lord. Everlasting. Mercy and grace and peace follow me all the days of my life; you wait for me to just turn around and see. Let me do just that, Lord. Turn around and open my arms and invite invite invite. Come Lord Jesus. Come and heal my soul. |