“For you know that God paid a ransom
to save you from the empty life
you inherited from your ancestors.
And the ransom He paid was not mere gold or silver.
It was the precious blood of Christ, the sinless, spotless Lamb of God.”
I Peter 1:18-19 NLT
This verse made my world come to a halt last week. It was the second line that grabbed me. More specifically — empty life. My first instinct was to pull out my boxing gloves and defend this life I live. For it is far from empty. No, I am wonderfully blessed…
Then I heard myself. And read the verse again.
I’ve said it before. It’s made its way into the comments section here recently. Where would I be without my Redeemer?
I’d be empty.
And to think God paid my debt. The one that saved me from myself. I brought nothing to the ransom table but a dirty, worthless, empty vessel. Yet He loved me and saw my potential. With the precious blood of Christ, He wiped me till I shone spotless. He filled me up with grace and beauty. Now, He calls me His very own.
Friends, He made my life priceless.
And to Him, I owe my thanks.
He deserves my praise.
Mind if I share some of my thankful praise with you? These are taken from my thanks journal written this last week (#1125-1159)
- I’m no longer empty. (I Peter 1:18)
- God gave me identity (I Peter 2:10)
- The smell of lilacs filling my home. (Don’t you love the white tips on my lilacs?)
- Discovering the author Brennan Manning. (Where have I been?)
- Finishing the Bible in 90 Days.
- My hubby taking Monday off to celebrate our family.
- Having a free zoo so close to home.
- My son gifting me with a May Day flower bouquet:
- Widows open wide without needing to take allergy meds. This is a new one for me!
- Reading outside while my son plays happily in his sandbox.
- All of the emails and comments received from my mini series on grieving. To have you all share with me blessed me so much. Thank you. To God be the glory.
How about you? How has He filled your life and made it meaningful? I’d love to hear.
Thanks for sharing your time with me.