Lazaroo – Tuesday, May 12, 2009

3 comments, May 12, 2009

“Take a census of the whole Israelite community by their clans and families, listing every man by name, one by one.”
(Numbers 1:2) 

My government counts me because they want to tax me.

You count me because You care.

About me.

That’s so hard for me to grasp!  You have billions of people to keep track of.

And yet…You focus on me with the tender intimacy of a loving Father with His only child.

Sometimes when You and I are alone together like this…

     …You make me feel as though I am the only person in the world.

But against the backdrop of history…the eons of time…I’m no more than a single breath…my entire lifetime a fleeting shadow.

Why do You care so much about me?

I can’t even begin to answer that question, Jesus.  It makes absolutely no sense…

     …except for your fathomless, mysterious, incomparable –

Nahum 1:7; Psalms 8:3-9; Mark 4:37-40; Luke 10:40-42; Psalms 144:3-4; Genesis 1:26-27; Acts 17:28-29; 1 Peter 5:7; John 3:16

What is Lazaroo?

Take Me Deeper

Scripture taken from the HOLY BIBLE, NEW INTERNATIONAL VERSION®. NIV®. Copyright© 1973, 1978, 1984 by International Bible Society. Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved.

3 responses so far.

  1. Steve Says:

    Ken and Jeff…you’ve made me think of Jesus’ words: “I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” (Mark 10:15)

  2. Jeff Says:

    Ken’s comment made me think. We must come to God as child. Yet, we don’t do that anymore, do we? It is probably a combination of pride, jadedness, and a culture that constantly tells us to move over and let the younger folks have their turn. Still God’s love transcends time and station in life. As we get more jaded by the cruel world that we observe and are subject to, we need to crawl upon His lap perhaps even more than we did when we didn’t have to think about it.

  3. Ken Ferry Says:

    In my younger days I would, from time to time, take a break from life and emotionally sit on God’s huge, soft, warm, inviting lap and take comfort in His nearness. I haven’t done that in quite a while now – something about the downhill side of middle age that makes such things seem… well… childish. Is there any wonder that life seems to have gotten harder, colder, less inviting? Maybe it’s about time I took a little break from life and…

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