Pastor Wrinkles: The Lenten Journey Pt. 19


    In my meditation this morning God took me back to the first stirrings of my heart towards Him. I think I was always aware that there was something bigger than me in the universe. Even though everything around me pushed me to believe that we were just the results of billions of years of evolution I knew in my heart that there was a Divine Spark in the universe. I didn’t know what that spark was and I felt far removed from it but I knew it was there.

   Then in eighth grade Jesus began to call. I knew I was searching for God. I searched amongst the saints of the Catholic church. I wanted the closeness to God that they experienced. I thought that I could perhaps find Him if I was good enough. Then I turned to the Jehovah’s Witnesses. I studied with them for a bit and learned that only certain were chosen to be close to God and the rest should learn to settle for their lot in life and be glad of salvation.

   A teacher took me aside one day after hearing I was studying with the J.W.”s and explained to me salvation by faith alone through grace alone. I heard about a God who loved me and who actually wanted me to be close to Him and who had made the way. All I had to do was believe and receive and my life would change.

    Nothing has been the same since I entered into this sacred romance with God. I am changing. He has put me on a journey. Eternal life started the day I accepted Jesus.

As I fast this Lenten season the flames of  divine romance are being kindled into a mighty bonfire. The things that dampen my resolve and my love for Him are being removed. I am romanced by a God who is wild and orderly all at once and so far beyond my ken that I stand everyday amazed by this Lover who has come seeking me!

When was the first time you encountered the God who loved you? 


8 thoughts on “Pastor Wrinkles: The Lenten Journey Pt. 19

  1. I love all of this, Pastor J–but especially that God is “wild and orderly”! Yep, I think that’s what He and I have goin’ too!! God bless you and the fam BIG–love, sis Caddo

  2. The very first time I can remember was on a Good Friday prayer vigil I was doing. So many years in the past I had done this very thing but there was something about this time that has never left me and stirred something very deep in my heart. I always signed up for the 2-4am slot. This night I started humming “Were You There” when they crucified my Lord, I began to sob and sob my heart was breaking. God was showing me the sadness He had in His heart the day His Son sacrificed everything for me, for us. That night changed my life in regards to searching for more, searching for the Truth. For the very first time in my life I felt close to God. It was many years later that I would give my heart to Jesus but that night, I remember like it was yesterday.

  3. There are certain people I look back on and say would it not for them I would not be here today….I thank God for that Teacher who put your feet on the Jesus Path so you could be a light and inpsiration for others including me to step into the light and into our own Eternal Journey. Love ya brother!

  4. >> “When was the first time you encountered the God who loved you?”
    (sorry but I think this will take a while)
    Looking back, I can see that God was watching over me all my life, but for the first 22 years I knew nothing of Him. I was extremely abused throughout those years and knew that I was (as I was told every day) “totally evil; that no one would ever want me, so I might as well do the world a favour and kill myself”

    I didn’t know if there was such a thing as “God” but most people then seemed to believe there was. I reasoned that IF there was a God, He was my only hope – but IF there was a God, He would have to be perfect, so He wouldn’t want anything to do with me anyway. I was hopeless. Being a man hater I knew I couldn’t marry but I loved children. The solution? Become a Roman Catholic nun, in an order which ran an orphanage. Maybe if I devoted my life there, God MIGHT be more willing to accept me. I was to enter the convent early 1959.

    “But God . . .” (my favourite words in the Bible)

    In June 1958, through a series of miraculous “circumstances” God stepped in, in no uncertain way. I did the ‘unthinkable’ and attended a Protestant Church where I heard the words “Christ died for your sins” and “Your personal Saviour”. They made no sense, but those mysterious words haunted me every moment of every day for a week, and then 8th June God gave me understanding and the faith to believe.

    That was my first encounter with the living God – an encounter that has continued for nearly 55 years and will NEVER end.

    We serve an incredibly amazing God who loves us with an everlasting love and gave Himself for us.

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