Measureless Love

Boy howdy has my mind been blown tonight!

I joined up with some women at my church to listen to a seminar by Beth Moore. I love that woman. She has a gift from God that she uses to the fullest.

Tonight she talked about being loved by God. Of course, I know this, I know I am loved by God... but I did not GET it. Man.. WOW. WOW.

This God, that measured out and planned the universe, full of at least 800 billion galaxies, and gave defined measurements on how His temple should be built, measured out the manna to give to EACH Israelite in the dessert, numbered the hairs on my head... that same God... has measureless love, FOR ME. Did you get that? The same God that measures nations, cannot measure His love for me. This imperfect, ridiculous human that I am.

Beth Moore talked about how we all measure ourselves up against each other. How all our insecurities are rooted in jealously. Jealousy from 'not measuring up' to others. She talked about how we are empty vessels, filling ourselves up either with God's love, which he freely gives, or we grasp desperately for approval from others in a scramble to fill that empty vase.

She asked us three questions. Who are we measuring ourselves up to? Who are we measuring up for? And who are we measuring up God to?

Hard questions, right? yeah. I got a couple of people I am measuring myself up to. Not only people that I almost hold up to idol status, but also, people that I am jealous of. Ouch, right? And who am I measuring up for? Well, that is definitely my Sweet Love. I so desperately want him to love me, as much as I love him. The intensity of my love for that man, would blind you. He is the idol I have before Christ. So for the last question... I have no idea quite yet. I do know that my subconscious measure of God is pitifully inadequate.

I cannot wait till tomorrow. We will finish the seminar in the morning.

This has been the bulk of my inner transformation. My walk with Christ. I am finally seeking Him with the zeal I always hid away, afraid of the God I might find. Instead, I am being blown away, by the love, and the purpose that He has planned for me, FOR ME. Wow.

So from now on, I am going to start boldly proclaiming the Truths that God is revealing to me. I want other women to find this amazing, all powerful God, through something as simple and amazing as fitness. Dare I say this might be my purpose? Dare I? That in itself scares the fooey outta me... but what great things aren't a little scary standing at the cliff?