The Personal Savior

Above all else, the thing that keeps pumping through my heart is how precisely personal God has been to me over the past 5+ weeks.  I have always marveled how keenly Jesus would notice the "person" over the crowds.  A short man gazing from a tree gets to share  a meal with God, a reclusive sick woman gets His full attention when she touches his clothes and her illness evaporates, a man loaded with demons is restored, a respected religious leader gets a one on one audience with His creator...etc.  Day after day, God has been doing things for me that have brought me to tears.  Personal things that only He could have known I needed.  It has humbled me so deeply that I have had a hard time trying to explain it even to Annie.  I am exceedingly blessed.  These words penned by David have never held the level of intimacy they do now.

O Lord, you have searched me and you know me.  You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar.  You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.  Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O Lord. You hem me in—behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me.  Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain.  Where can I go from your Spirit?  Where can I flee from your presence?  If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me, even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place.  When I was woven together in the depths of the earth,  your eyes saw my unformed body.  All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.