One of my all time favorites songs is Aaron Shust’s, My Savior My God. Our worship band sings it at church and there’s just something about that song that has my hands in the air and a sweet comfort in my soul before the end.
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The first line, I am not skilled to understand, defines me. I don’t have what it takes to understand. I don’t have what it takes to do anything in this world. My strength is completely useless. Then along comes Jesus Christ, who is the image of the invisible God, giving His life so that I could be skilled to understand.
That He would leave His place on high and come for sinful man to die. He did that for me! He did that for you! You count it strange, so once did I before I knew my Savior. I still can’t wrap my mind around how I could be loved so much that God would send His son to die for me. And He didn’t just come live on the earth, preach the gospel and peacefully die in His sleep. No, He was brutally beaten and murdered!
I remember my pastor, Ted Cunningham, teaching out of Ephesians several months ago. The first time he told me I was a saint I laughed. Flashbacks of my very unchristian lifestyle popped into my mind. The title saint certainly did not belong in my vocabulary. But according to God’s Word it does. Not only are those in Christ Jesus called saints, but we have a glorious inheritance waiting for us as well.
Paul said to the Ephesians, “I pray also that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in the saints, and his incomparably great power for us who believe.” Ephesians 1:18-19
The words of this song are so true: Your Savior loves. Your Savior lives. Your Savior’s ALWAYS there for You.
