“I (Jesus) will remain in the world no longer, but they are still in the world, and I am coming to you. Holy Father, protect them by the power of your name, the name you gave me, so that they may be one as we are one.” John 17:11 (NIV)
A moving target – that’s how it feels sometimes. No matter how hard we try or how prepared we are, life trips us up and we land flat on our face. Shame and guilt overwhelm us. Disappointment sings a familiar melody as we desperately seek a new song. The fingers point, the talk abounds and we’re left cowering in a corner discarded.
Right in the midst of it all, we hear His voice. Our Savior prays over us interceding at the right hand of the Father. Jesus has a front row seat. He’s part of the inner circle, and He knows that we’re living in this world; the world He left behind. With deep compassion mingled with righteous holiness, He knows the power found in the Father’s name is what we need. Grace lifts us up and mercy binds our wounds. Healing flows in the ointment of forgiveness, and joy is refreshed in the light of His eyes. “Holy Father, protect them,” are the words He breathes. And we listen as He whispers our name.
We’re one of His, though stained and ravaged by the sins of this world – yet, we are His and He is ours forever. What we thought was forever lost, forfeited and cast aside, God graciously sees as hope, new promise, restoration and life. We are not over, finished or undone.
Eclipsed in the morning dawn nail pierced hands reach down to make us great, and together we dance in the rain of tears that flow from one whose life has been redeemed. Nothing sweeter or more beautiful than God’s touch hovering over us.
“Father, help me to realize the protection that is guaranteed when I place my trust and hope in Your name.”
For His Glory
Janet Martin
TRBC Women’s Life
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