Tuesday 23 April 2013

Page's notes on When I survey

During an, email exchange, a friend mentioned to Page Prewitt that her favorite hymn was "When I Survey the Wondrous Cross. "Page, in her reply; shares what the words of that hymn mean to her.

When I survey the wondrous cross

On which the prince of glory died;

God's very own. precious son

My richest gain I count but loss,

Anything I have done, or ever will do from an unfaith place is self-effort and sin and is worthless. All of faith Is Christ's and is eternal. Glorious! All from the most menial task to the greatest. Makes life worth living; doesn't it?
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Ridiculous to think I can do, be, know or accomplish anything independently Pride in myself is always sin. Pride in Christ and His doings = gratefulness and humility!

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ, my God;

Not only in His death, but in His life also.

All the vain  things that charm me most,

All the things Satan tempts me with and tells me are important

I sacrifice them in His blood.

I die to soul desires and fears and live unto who I am.

See, from His head, His hands, Ills feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down.

Jesus is total outpoured love to His universe—He is this in and through me. The problem is real love does not always come to me in.forms that I like makeme feel good or make me happy They (the forms of love) are all good and glorious by faith.

Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,

God's love is not some sentimental 'feel good" thing. It is expressed in God's broken, heart.

Or thorns compose so rich a crown.

Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were an offering far too small; Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

God does not want things from me — even ifI had the universe to give. He wants me, his created vessel with no hold back, to live His life through.

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