Don’t Worry About Him – He’s Only God....

Something the preacher said at my church recently really made me think. He was talking about giving your best to the Lord – not just your “good enough” or your “whatever” – but your absolute BEST. To make his point, he said it this way: “Go ahead and live how you want. He only created Heaven for you for all eternity. He only died for you. He was only beat to a pulp and hung on a cross for the sins of the world – He who knew no sin. So you just go ahead and live any old way you want. Don’t worry about Him – He’s only God.”

I was drawn to tears as I began to picture (as I often do) my Savior hanging on the cross. I began to recall all the times I’ve disappointed Him – there were so many… and these were only the immediate ones I could think of off the top of my head. I could picture each failure of mine as another pounding of the hammer on one of the nails that were driven into His hands and feet. And He wasn’t on that cross for any other reason than for me – for my sin. Oh, how I’ve hurt Him. I’ve not given Him all that He deserves from me – my whole life as a willing vessel to serve Him any way He should choose.

The invitational hymn our song leader chose for the close of that service was “Have Thine Own Way Lord”. How fitting – and such a beautiful hymn of surrender.

Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Thou art the potter, I am the clay.
Mold me and make me after Thy will,
While I am waiting, yielded and still.
Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Search me and try me, Savior today!
Wash me just now, Lord, wash me just now,
As in thy presence humbly I bow.
Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Wounded and weary, help me I pray!
Power, all power, surely is Thine!
Touch me and heal me, Savior divine!
Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Hold o'er my being absolute sway.
Fill with thy Spirit till all shall see
Christ only, always, living in me!

The Creator of the ends of the earth – the Alpha and Omega – the Beginning and the End – the Rose of Bethlehem – the King of Kings – the Lamb of God – the Redeemer of fallen man – Almighty God – the great I AM… and He’s my friend.

Even at my best I am unworthy. I have nothing precious I can give.
A broken life is all I have to offer – and yet, it is a priceless gift to Him.
The bitter mark of sin will never fade away –
But I can come before Him unashamed – For…
I stand redeemed by the blood of the Lamb. I stand redeemed before the great I AM.
When He looks at me He sees the nail-scarred hands that bought my liberty.
I stand redeemed.