How do you know that He is Lord?  Was it a feeling, a sign, a willingness to accept the explanations handed down through history, telling of a Glorious God?  Did He show you mercy, maybe rescue from bondage or bad life experiences, showing you another way to live, a righteous path, an abundant life, filled with real people, smiles and if you were lucky, wisdom?  Did you see His face reflected by the muddy waters as they tortured a family for refusing to forsake Him?  Or have you yet to really know Him, hoping that the things you’ve heard and seen are true, that He really is the One True God?

What brings you to the Lord’s table, what makes you wait on His whisper at the foot of His Throne?  Is it knowledge of His Promises and reassurance through His Word and Hope firmly set in belief that He will do whatever He said that He would?  Do you go to a group of worshipers to find song, good feeling and food, rejoicing in a brief respite from the World’s weightiness?  Was there a cute guy there, you hoped to know, and maybe just maybe have one of those relationships where it is not all about money, cars and your job?  How were you introduced to Jesus, that polarizing authority, who separates man in to two groups, just by the mention of His name?  Did you meet Him in desperation or quiet reflection asking Him for forgiveness, redemption and acceptance?  Was it one of those humbling episodes where you realized that you couldn’t do it yourself and needed someone’s help to make it through this life on your way to the next?  Were there tears, first of passionate shame, agony and then quiet rejoicing, as the damn of your self-resolve gave way?  Or are you hopeful of that grand moment where you too can know surrender?

Has He created in you someone brand new?  A creature that you barely recognize, sharing very little resemblance to the man or woman you once were.  Has the Spirit of God indwelt you, transforming you internally, and those changes eventually so noticeable that they are visible on the surface of your character and life?  Do you feel drawn to His Word, not just searching for some unknown wisdom, but to spend time with the one who loves you more than any other?  Just to know Him, to see Him and perchance hear the brief quiet whispers sung to your heart?  Or are you seeking some vision, some emotional moment where the hair on your arms stands up?  Do the thoughts of miracles plague you?  Are you waiting to believe, held back by the doubt, praying desperately for the supernatural evidence that so many ponder and lack?  What if the only sign He ever shows is the moment He returns and looks in to each of our eyes, knowing who belongs to Him?

What do you cling to?  What in this life, whether material or relation provides the surety of fulfillment, purpose and absolute love?  Does anyone know everything about you and still claim you as their own?  Do the fruits of your labor sustain you, without decay, to refresh you when all your time, energy and food has gone?  What is it that upon which you depend?  What are you holding out for, maybe there is something greater than the God who upholds creation?  It all just seems a bit fragile to me, as if you are praying for second best, absolutely certain that you can never be at the head of the pack.  As for me I want God.  I know that I don’t deserve what He offers but I will accept with open arms, mind and heart, begging Him to show me that which I still lack.  There is nothing else on which to place my faith but the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob, through Jesus Christ.  In Him I will place my trust, because He trusted me enough to offer me a way out of my self prescribed damnation and marriage to my sin.  That is good enough for me.  Jesus be praised for All His Glory.