His name. In the space between dreaming and reality, slumber and wakefulness - it floods my awareness.
Not quite awake but not still asleep, I internally meditate on it. Visceral. It moves from my inner thoughts to an outer enunciation. My lips hardly work yet this early in the morning, but can muster this...
Jesus.
His Name. Only one thing is needed.
No, not Santa Claus. No magic here. Just a simple breath prayer that says what the heart can't at times. It covers the truest need and holds the most power.
Humans speak too many words. We muddle things.
We add to Him. We add to Him because we can’t quite believe this grace we’ve been given that says:
"God saved you by his grace when you believed. And you can’t take credit for this; it is a gift from God. Salvation is not a reward for the good things we have done, so none of us can boast about it."
Ephesians 2:8-9 (NLT)
We don’t need to add to Him! He is everything, and we can trust Him fully and completely with all of our lives.
Less questioning. More trust.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways submit to Him and He will make your paths straight."
Proverbs 3:5-6 (NV)
This name..from the beginning of time is still the name high above all other names. Nothing can compare. At this name, every knee will bow and everyone will know His truth, whether today or someday, of this I am certain.
Graham Cooke says:
“If you don’t understand something, go to a place of trust
and wait for God in worship.”
A few years ago we were sitting in the E.R. while doctors explained to us that our 13-year-old son was unconscious, in critical condition with potential severe head trauma following a fall he endured, landing on his head full force onto the concrete. We arrived on the scene just as the ambulance took him, and we followed the sirens all the way to the hospital. He seized and was intubated. The neurosurgery unit had been called and were on alert that they may need to perform emergency brain surgery once injuries were determined. We just anxiously sat terrified and waited for more word on his condition. Yet the only words I could muster were…
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. Only THIS word, only THIS name could surround me perfectly.
I just said this over and over and over again.
Our son recovered eventually after a miraculous turnaround in his condition. Literally thousands of people were praying, and I imagined them all joining me in simplifying their prayers to call on just one name.
Yet, it’s not lost on me that many don’t get a miraculous turnaround here on earth. I grieve for and with them. Yet, I must trust in and believe that the miracle of calling on Jesus is the answer in life and in death. On earth and in heaven.
“For this is how God loved the world: He gave his one and only Son, so that everyone who believes in him will not perish but have eternal life."
John 3:16 (NLT)
Place your trust in Him. He loves you. No question.
Your friend,
Rachel
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