My Savior He can move the mountains, my God is might to save, He is mighty to save. Forever, author of salvation, He conquered the grave. Jesus conquered the grave.
How many times have I heard those lyrics, how often have I sung them, how frequently have I hummed the melody without understanding the meaning at a heart level. My Jesus- my Savior can move the mountains and He is mighty to save-the author of salvation. PRAISE GOD!! The lyrics are not Megan can move the mountains. Or Megan is mighty to save. Megan is not the author of salvation and by my own power I can not conquer the grave. Oh freedom!
How many times have we faced seeming insurmountable circumstances and fought the waves of doubt at our inadequacy and inabilities. On countless occasions as I have shared the Gospel or felt compelled to reach out to others I have felt the pressure of the Kingdom- the knowledge that I am working for the King and his Glory. I felt the pressure and feared that if I failed to convince them of the Truth of God's redemption that I would be failing God. Praise God that it's not up to me, that the furthering of God's Kingdom and the full reflection of his Glory is not upon me! God- not Megan is mighty save! God- not Megan moves mountains and changes hearts.
Not only is God's Glory not upon me by my own actions but all blessings come from God because Jesus conquered the grave. There is nothing I can do to earn my own armor of righteousness but through Jesus' goodness and mighty love I am redeemed. He is the Author of creation, he choose me and made me in His image. PRAISE GOD HE IS MIGHTY TO SAVE!!!
I can hear my shackles rattle as they hit the hard floor. The fresh air hits my raw skin, it stings a bit initially but wounds heal and the scars will remind me. Freedom. I can run without the chains, without dead weight binding me down- impeding my progress and reminding me of inadequacy. Praise God that I've been set free that through Grace and Mercy I can run as my Author intended.
