5 years ago on this very day, I stumbled into a little campus church. Jesus met me there and I will never forget it. The beauty of the crucified and risen Lamb brought me to my knees sobbing.
The truth of Christ resounds louder and louder in my heart every day. He is more than a song, more than a story, more than words on a page or mere history. Right now, at this very moment, there is a very real Man, seated at the right hand of God.
He’s not a baby in a manger anymore.
He’s not a broken man on the cross.
He didn’t stay in the grave,
And He’s not staying in heaven forever.
For I know that my Redeemer lives, And He shall stand at last on the earth; And after my skin is destroyed, this I know, That in my flesh I shall see God, Whom I shall see for myself, And my eyes shall behold, and not another. How my heart yearns within me! (Job 19:25-27 NKJV)
To the risen King and the Hope of the Nations, we bow our lives to You, and we love the day of Your appearing.