Good deeds, bad deeds, it is all attempted works.  Working to save yourself, lose yourself, forget yourself or worse yet run from the God whom you so much want to love.  It is not my works whether ill or chaste that will gain me entry through heaven’s gate or hell’s demise, but my belief.  God has been clear in His authority to be so.  I may either run from Him, ignore Him or succumb to His offer of salvation, but it is my acknowledgement alone that determines my fate.

God is not a disinterested nightshade, but a Holy God who made us for purpose.  Not a life reason spent on self service, wishes and desires, but for Divine causality and efficacy.  We have been crafted.  Songs, poems, masterpieces, caring, effectual humans designed to love each other beyond the limits of sacrifice.  This is what we desire to be loved enough that someone would give of themselves on our behalf, in demonstration or their love for us and inevitably validating our worth.  If only someone would recover from  their self infatuation long enough to show me I have value?

Well, no one showed.  At least none of my family, friends, church or acquaintances.  Jesus did.  Jesus died, taking on mortal form, giving up His Divine authority over time, space and death, to die that I might be redeemed to a Holy God.  He gave His life in exchange for my sinful forfeit, cleansing me, so that I was reborn without blemish.  He showed me my value, showed me His love, gave me a reason in a life where there was none.  That is the God I love.  Unlike any other manufactured deity, He promises and delivers, He lives and interacts, changing me, directing circumstance so that I may be protected, directed and prepared for my place in His future.  You will not find another story, another Love like the one of Christ the King.

My value is determined, unshakable and strong.  It is defined by God, for God, without susceptibility of the mortal things of logic, emotion or relativism.  It is a life born of Truth, serving Truth, surviving in Truth.  You see someone died for me and that may not be undervalued, overlooked or forgotten.  It is the type of life occurrence that permanently changes hearts and direction.  My path is resolute, it leads through Christ to God and my feet remain firmly set upon that road.  Won’t you join me?  What may I do to show you that you matter?  Not very much, maybe tell about the one who laid down His life so that you might live.  I pray that my works reflect the God I serve, but if they don’t please take account of my faith, for that is greatest thing I will ever have, in this life or the next.  In Jesus’ Holy Name.