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  Looking Unto Jesus Day 37

 

Looking unto Jesus and not at our sins, not at the source from which they come (Matt. 15:19) nor at the chastisement which they deserve. Let us look at ourselves only to recognize how much we need to look to Him.

There is a morbid curiosity with our failings that plays right into the enemy’s hand.  It encourages his words of condemnation and shame and with it an apathetic self-acceptance.  “I am, who I am, so I’ll be who I’ll be.”   A.B. Simpson wrote of the temptation years ago. 

Oh the needless cares and conflicts you had never known
If you’d learn the simple lesson, let yourself alone.
Let your eyes keep looking upward, cease to look with in
All your introspection cannot cleanse a single sin.

We must never forget that our remedy for sin is the Redeemer who buys us back and reinstates us in His own worth before the Father.  Our victory then is not found in meditating on our unworthiness but on His infinite worth.

…knowing that you were not redeemed with corruptible things, like silver or gold, from your aimless conduct received by tradition from your fathers, but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.                              I Peter 1:18-19

To Him who loved us and washed us from our sins in His own blood,  and has made us kings and priests to His God and Father, to Him be glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen.                                                                                                       Revelation 1:5b-6

Can We Pray?  Oh God of re-creative power.  How formless and void was my life with out you!  And how the Spirit brooded over the deep of my soul in drawing me to the Lord Jesus!  And with what a strong word you brought me out of the darkness of my sin!  Yours was the word that saved, not mine.  You said, “let there be light.” And it was so.  Now let me walk like Adam with Thee in the garden of this new life.  When sin and the tempter approaches teach me to reach out and hold onto the nail pierced hands of my creator and to gaze with wonder at the love and mercy radiating from His thorn scarred brow.  In Jesus name, amen.

 

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