Jesus

Who is Jesus to you and what are you going to do about it?

Today, Pastor John gave an introduction to the gospel of John. If anything, though, it was more about Jesus.

This question was what was posed toward the end of the sermon and as I was trying to fight off sleepiness (I’ve been having some weird heart/breathing problems lately so this made me even more tired), I scribbled this down and drew three stars next to it.

Who is Jesus to me?

Often, in the busyness of life, in the myriad of thoughts that often flood my mind, I forget about Jesus. It becomes more about how I can serve more, if I’m serving with the right heart, my attitude before God, thinking about Scripture and prayer– granted, these are very important matters. But… who is Jesus to me?

Jesus is a name that feels so worn and leathered. Something that’s so easily taken for granted. But I can’t really use that as an excuse; who is Jesus to me?

Patrick preached on Mark 3:1-6 this past Friday, a sermon that was titled “The Lord of the Sabbath– Part 2.” I wrote this down during the sermon: “This is very typical of Jesus, to show compassion. This is seen all throughout Jesus’ ministry.”

And it was then that my heart began to beat again. It’s really sad because for such a long time, hearing Jesus’ name didn’t do much to me. It felt so empty and I was so miserable over it. I would often ask God what was wrong with me. I so desperately wanted to feel the overwhelming love for Him that I had just last year–

Well, I won’t get into the gory details. But I can tell you that the thought of Jesus just overwhelmed me at that moment. Who are we that He should even look at us?

Anyway, just thought I’d post something up. I’ll be back to answer the second part of the question above later.