Today has been a great day.
Does it have anything to do with a lunch date I have planned with a friend that I haven’t had a real chat with in a little over a year? Well, yes, it will be fun. But that’s not why I’m happy.
Could it be because I got a good night’s sleep? Um…no. I didn’t get a good nights sleep.
Could it be because today is Wednesday which means that I’m just a little bit closer to Thursday and the ice rink? Perhaps. I do seem to be living my life these days pointed like a hunting dog at the rink schedule. But, no, that’s not why I’m almost euphoric today.
Maybe it’s because someone complimented my writing yesterday? I love knowing that someone likes what I write. It is very affirming, but no, that is not what is making me grin from ear to ear.
Is it because I’m enjoying a strengthening relationship with our neighbors? As our girls get older together and enjoy each other’s company more and more I’m finding that Ginny is not the only one with a girlfriend next door. Liza is creative and energetic and quirky. She loves the Lord and is a real joy to be around. But, that is not why I bounced in the door at work today.
Beth Moore. Could it be that getting back to studying God’s word in a format that I really enjoy is what is making me so giddy? No. I enjoy Beth’s style of teaching, but that’s not it.
Free tickets? A dear friend just offered us free tickets to a show Ginny really wants to see. But that’s not why I’m thrilled to be alive today.
No, the reason I bounced out of bed this morning, even short on sleep, just happy to be alive and ready to smile at the world…is Jesus.
You see a thought occurred to me. For too long I have let the price Jesus paid for my soul be a burden to me. I’ve felt a crushing weight of obligation, remorse for every lash of that whip and prick of thorn that my sins have personally added to His pain on the cross. But for some reason, that image has fallen away for me recently and more and more I am seeing the price Jesus paid for me as a testament to how much I am worth to Him.
The infinite creator of the universe knew that I was worth saving. Me. Deirdre. He looked at me, and then checked his agenda and said, “yup…I need her to do ______fill in the blank___________ for me. She has just the right weaknesses to show the world My divine strength. How much is it going to cost to ransom her? …….alright. That price is right. We. Will. Pay. It.”
Why am I happy? Because I am finally absorbing the idea that God declared me worth it.
He looked at you and had the exact same conversation with the rest of the Trinity. God felt that you were worth it.
The price was right.
Now what are you gonna do about it?