The Blood Will Never Lose Its Power

Sigh....five thirty and nothing to say. I think it's going to be hard to get used to this again when school gets going....

I keep having these searching dreams. All night long for the last few nights, I have been trying to get somewhere in my sleep. I've started somewhere that's very far from where I was attempting to end. There have been various situations and different people helping me each night in these crazy dreams, but the feeling of urgency and frustration have been the same. It seemed as though I'd never get there amidst all the obstacles and hardships. I think the reason these dreams have felt so awful is because I never did arrive at my destination. Every night, the dreams have ended abruptly like a movie disintegrated on the reel, and I've woken feeling stressed, disappointed, and defeated.

I can totally understand why I'm having these dreams right now. There are SO many unanswered questions in my life. A few examples off the top of my head are: Why is my daughter having all these seizures despite medication increases? How will these bills ultimately get paid? How do I embrace working less to accomodate my fragile arm when working more has always been my way out of financial holes? What in the world is God's plan for me in ministry? There's been a lot of waiting. I can see the vision of a debt free, healthy, not so stressful live somewhere in the distance way ahead, but there's no reaching it yet. Some days feel just like those dreams I've been having: stressful, disappointing, and defeating.

BUT, I had a little revelation yesterday. We were singing "The Blood Will Never Lose Its Power" during worship yesterday. I love that song. It is a powerful truth of which I needed desperately to be reminded. God's power to save, to restore, to sustain through the precious blood of Christ will NEVER lose its power. It is no less powerful than it was the moment the veil was torn in two. (Mark 15:38) It is no less potent than when the Holy Spirit came on the disciples in that upper room. (Acts 2:1-4) It is no less miraculous than it was that day He snatched me out of darkness and brought me in to His marvelous light. (1Peter 2:9) The power of the blood of God's perfect, spotless sacrificial Lamb is no less capable to save me today than it was the day I was added to His Kingdom.

Sometimes we Christians forget that we still need a Savior. The first definition I found in the dictionary for the word savior was "a person who saves, rescues, or delivers." That's Jesus. Yes, He saved us from death and hell. But He also saves us from the perils and heartaches of LIFE. No, the lost aren't the only ones who need a savior. I need Him to save me every day, from hopelessness, from fear, from anger, from my own bad habits.  The trick is in allowing Him to rescue me. To stop striving-to surrender. Just as I found great peace and freedom in learning to leave that financial issue in my husband's hands, I must learn to leave all the issues that distress me in the Master's nail scarred hands. He Himself is my peace. (Ephesians 2:14) He can handle it-ALL of it. His blood will never lose its power, no matter where my crazy life might take me. "It reaches to the highest mountain.....It flows to the lowest valley." His power will follow me, no matter where I go, and that's all I really need to know.

Father, thank You for reminding me that You never, ever change. The same Jesus who saved me from the grave also saves me from the dangers of life. Help me to remember every minute that You are my Lord. Help me to surrender every thought, every feeling of worry, every fear to You. I trust that Your blood will never lose its power.

In His mighty love,
Amy


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