THE PLACE WHERE FUEL IS PLENTIFUL
If I hold a prism up to the light, I see beautiful colors that sparkle. As many times as I change the angle, there are different facets to behold. This is the concept of ‘working out my salvation with fear and trembling.’ If I ask God to open my eyes to His Son and the wonder of the Gospel, I discover that there are endless combinations of shades, colors, and textures to captivate me. I find that I was created to stand in awe and to worship the One who gives the gift of Himself; One so incomprehensible that no matter how much I behold the Light of the world, there is always so much more to discover.
Worship and trembling go together. There have been moments where I’ve been so moved during worship that I could no longer stand up. Isn’t it a beautiful thing to be overcome by the Spirit? I should never get so used to Him that I fail to be affected by His glory. I’ve been captivated by a few life experiences too, like a song in the process of being written or arranged. The music runs in my head all night. Or, a new writing venture has also consumed me. The material was being unwrapped and defined constantly, all hours of the day and night.
But being captivated by earthly things is nothing like the wonder of discovering Jesus. He is the Word and He ministers to every part of me as a woman. With divine disclosure, I walk into the expanse of Eden’s restoration. I see that, in Him, the curse has been lifted and perfection restored. Trembling is born.
After the death of Jesus, two men walked from Jerusalem to Emmaus. Both disciples of Jesus, they were in deep discussion about the report that Jesus was alive. At that moment, Jesus appeared and walked with them though they didn’t recognize Him. He challenged their unbelief about the resurrection and began to remind them of Old Testament prophecies about the Messiah’s life, death, and rise to glory. His words were so dynamic that when it was time to leave them, they begged Jesus to stay longer. Later, when He broke bread with them, their eyes were opened. Then they had this conversation. “We should have known. Didn’t our hearts burn within us as He walked with us?”
Does my heart burn when Jesus speaks? Does it burn with conviction, but more often, does it burn as having been affected by a supernatural influence? Have I known a series of life-changing moments when the heavens opened and all became clear? This is what it is to tremble under the beautiful weight of a divine experience with Jesus. His words are potent. I’m often sleepless due to the excitement I feel and I’m voraciously hungry for more. I certainly feel more alive than I’ve ever been and wordless to describe the experience. Trembling is the aftereffect of having heard the Rabbi’s voice.
Trembling is the place where fuel is born. There is no energy like supernatural energy that comes from having spent time with You. I want even more momentum and combusion. Speak to me in this series and give me Your abundant life. Amen
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