Sweet Blessings,

I have joined with many other Siestas on the LPM (Beth Moore’s) blog and have committed to memorizing scripture this year. This is a verse God has used to speak to me recently, so I chose it as my first one:

Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her will be accomplished! Luke 1:45 (NIV)

Blessings,

Happy New Year Everyone! Wow! Another year gone and another one just beginning…again.Where does the time go? I remember hearing people say that all the time when I was younger, and I just could not understand what they were talking about. I so totally get it now.

Since Christmas, and now New Year’s as well, is over, I think I will just wait until next year to post on the meanings of more Christmas decorations. Now that I have the idea, it would be a great way to start the 2009 Christmas season.

So instead, as we are looking to new beginnings of sorts, I thought since I had never posted about my actual salvation experience, the day I made Jesus Lord and Savior of my life, maybe that would be a great way to start the 2009 year of my blog.

I actually wrote about this in my Beth Moore devotional, Jesus: 90 days with the One and Only, a few days ago. She was talking about when John the Baptist baptized Jesus (see Matthew 3:13-17). She asked us to recapture what it was like the first time we met Christ. This was my response:

I understand the overwhelming power of His presence. I still remember that feeling to this day that I had the day I asked Him to be the Lord of my life. I know for a lot of people their salvation experience is not in response to an altar call, and, for me, it was not either. I wasn’t responding to a plea from a man of God; I was responding to the presence of the Son of God. His presence was palpable. He beckoned me “Come.” I was compelled. For a brief moment, I stayed where I was, but only for a moment. In that instant, I wondered what people would think, and just as quickly, the thought was gone. Thrown off with an attitude of uncaring for other’s thoughts. He was all that mattered. So strong was the compulsion, I practically ran down the aisle. I don’t remember what I said. I don’t remember what the pastor said. I only remember sobbing and being so glad I was standing there, that I had come when He beckoned me do so. I was in His presence, and I was completely undone.

Praise His Holy Name, His Presence is still sometimes that palpable. As if you could actually reach out and touch Him. And I am so grateful for those times.

However, that is not to say it is always that way, and we will talk more about that on Monday. Until then, I wish you a blessed day in His Presence, and if you have yet to meet Him for the first time but would like to know how, click on the Ready? button in my right sidebar.

Blessings,