Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Just as I am




It's a hymn most all of us know by heart. It is a hymn that most of us sing methodically without any thought to the words because we have sang it for so long. As I awoke with this song in my head this morning for some unknown reason, I actually started to ponder the words and felt so ashamed at how many times I had just sang along and not realized their meaning.


Just as I am without one plea, but that thou blood was shed for me, and that thou bidst me come to thee.....


Without one plea, without one request, with all my guilt, with no petitions, God shed His precious blood, just for me. And then knowing me, all my rottenness, wickedness, sin and baggage,He still Bidst me come to Him. I am unworthy.


Just as I am, and waiting not to rid my soul of one dark blot, to thee whose blood can cleanse each spot.....


Every single solitary spot, the ones you barely see to the ones that follow us forever, His blood covers them all. Why do we wait so long to run to the arms of the one who, with simply asking, can take it all away? Why carry the burden of our sin in our soul to the point we become hardened, uncaring, numb or indifferent. Why allow shame over our sin keep us from bringing it to His throne, laying it at His feet and leaving it there. May I never wait to rid my soul again.


Just as I am though tossed about with many a conflict, many a doubt, fightings and fears within, without.....


Tossed about is one of the most spot on references to the way I feel sometimes. Conflicted with life changing decisions, conflicted with insecurities, conflicted with being a good mother, good wife, good daughter, good co worker, or just a good person. Doubting myself each and every day whether I am doing the right thing, beating myself up when I know I didn't, fearing the known as well as the unknown, completely and utterly tossed about. Still you lovingly look down on me and shelter me, Just as I am.


Just as I am poor, wretched, blind; sight, riches, healing of the mind, yea all I need in thee to find.....


Oh how I have felt all three of these things, usually all at the same time. Whether I am poor in finances or poor in spirit, how richly have I been blessed. I deserve not one thing that I have been given, but I have never went without. Sure, I have had to sacrifice, but He has always taken care of me, even when I didn't bother to acknowledge that He did. Wretched is a deep place I have found myself several times in my life. I have been lying face down on the bare floor, tear stained carpet beneath, begging God for healing of the mind. Begging for peace. Pleading for comfort and mercy. Without hesitation, He listened, He answered, He delivered. Whether you look at blind as physical or emotional, the sight  He gives is the only kind that truly heals. Sometimes we walk around this world, so blind, close minded, completely oblivious to our sin and the world around us. Indeed all we need is found in Him.


Just as I am, thou wilt receive, wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, because thy promise I believe....


This verse is the one that is the most humbling. You accept me, WELCOME me,  just as I am, all of me, the good, the bad, the horrible, the unhealthy, the ashamed and the broken. You don't ask questions, you don't make me jump through hoops, you simply cleanse me just from me asking you too. You allow me a pardon that I do not deserve. You sent your son to bleed and die so that I may have this forgiveness that not one ounce of me deserves. You take away the shame, relieve my burdens, allow me to hold my head high and know that I am forgiven, because Your word says so. Your promise is true and I am so thankful that You could love someone as undeserving as me.




Just as I am, thy love unknown hath broken every barrier down; now, to be thine, yea thine alone....


I will never understand the love that you so freely give. It is a love that breaks down barriers. You can love the most pios person to the most wretched criminal. You sent Your son to die for all of us, not just a select few. A love that has no start and no end. A love that, no matter what I do, I can't outrun or outgrow. A love with no expiration date or limitations. A love so undeserving that I can't wrap my head around it.


My prayer is that I, nor you, ever sing this song the same again. Thank you God for opening my eyes today to a new understanding of something so familiar.




O Lamb of God, I come, I come.....



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