I have read 'Fight Like a Girl' and 'Nuture' by Lisa Bevere. In the books she shares intimate details about herself and her experiences. I have watched DVDs with her speaking and heard her on audios. I love her teachings and admire her a lot. When I had an opportunity to see her speak in my home town, I grabbed the chance.
I was standing in the foyer where I was meeting my sister for the speaking session, and it happened. Lisa Bevere walked in. I remember it being a surreal moment and I froze. I didn't know what to do. I was actually in the same room as her -she had superstar status. I wanted to say something to her, but I didn't. I was in awe. My surreal moment was interrupted when my sister reached out and grabbed Lisa Bevere on the arm and playfully said to her, "I had to touch you to see if you were real!" Lisa responded with warmth and grace and hugged my sister saying to her, "yes, I'm real." And then the moment was gone. She walked past us into the auditorium. My sister took hold of the moment. I on the other hand stood there with my mouth wide open, not knowing what to do.
For years I held Jesus in superstar status. I had read about Him, heard people speak about Him and even had a few personal encounters with Him myself. But in my heart He was still at superstar status. I knew of Him, I even studied about Him for a year at Bible College. I was grateful for all He had done for me. But I didn't know Him intimately. To me He was not approachable. In my shame and self-condemnation I dare not approach Him. How could I? I wasn't worthy. I didn't understand that His grace covered my shame. I didn't understand that He desired an intimate relationship with me. I didn't understand that He was so unbelievably in love with me. I didn't understand His grace. I didn't understand that I was made worthy by His blood.
And then it happened. I opened my heart to Him and He walked in. I had been a Christian for over 15 years and I didn't know Him intimately. Oh how I wanted to - but whenever He was in the room I hung my head in shame. I could not look Him in the eyes - I froze. I couldn't speak, I wouldn't dare. But when my eyes were opened to His grace it all changed. I could come just as I am.
When I understood His grace and that He didn't care about all the sin in my life as His blood covered it and He didn't see it, I started to know Him intimately.
When I understood that I didn't have to be perfect to be in His presence, I started to know Him intimately.
When I understood that He craved my presence and couldn't bear to be without me in His life and this is why He sent His Son to die for me, I started to know Him intimately.
When I understood that I didn't need to have it all together to receive His blessings, just like my children don't have to be perfect for me to bless them, I started to know Him intimately.
When I understood that I I could come to Him with any ugly emotion I felt and He would still love me, I started to know Him intimately.
When I understood that there is nothing that could separate me from His love, I started to know Him intimately.
Once I stopped looking at Jesus as a superstar and understood how much He really loved me, it changed everything. I now know Him intimately. I have a relationship with Him. And just as I love hearing my own children spontaneously tell me that they love me, I do the same with my King. No longer am I worshipping Him because I have to as a good Christian. But now I worship Him because I know, that He delights in me and wants to hear me tell Him that I love Him out of my own heart. He wants a relationship with me.Romans 8:31-39 So, what do you think? With God on our side like this, how can we lose? If God didn't hesitate to put everything on the line for us, embracing our condition and exposing himself to the worst by sending his own Son, is there anything else he wouldn't gladly and freely do for us? And who would dare tangle with God by messing with one of God's chosen? Who would dare even to point a finger? The One who died for us—who was raised to life for us!—is in the presence of God at this very moment sticking up for us. Do you think anyone is going to be able to drive a wedge between us and Christ's love for us? There is no way! Not trouble, not hard times, not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not bullying threats, not backstabbing, not even the worst sins listed in Scripture:
They kill us in cold blood because they hate you.
We're sitting ducks; they pick us off one by one.
None of this fazes us because Jesus loves us. I'm absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God's love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us.
Still taking lessons from the King,