Sweet Meditation

Heb 3:1  Wherefore, holy brethren, partakers of the heavenly calling, consider the Apostle and High Priest of our profession, Christ Jesus;

What a privilege is ours to be able to consider Jesus, to dwell upon Him, think upon Him, to be in communion with Him. As Ellen White wrote:

Jesus, precious Saviour! I see in him matchless charms! He is the One altogether lovely. He is the chief among ten thousand. I present him to you, --one who can take away the sin of the world; "for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved."  RH, January 4, 1887

The closer I behold the meek and humble Jesus, the more I meditate on his sweet and gentle nature, the more I see how corrupt I am. It is impossible to come close to Jesus without being overcome with the conviction that we are sinners. When Peter once glimpsed the purity of holiness in Jesus, he cried "depart from me, for I am a sinful man." Luke 5:8.

I am so grateful that Jesus does not cast me aside as worthless. The more I behold Him, the more I feel my sinfulness and the more I cling to Him, trusting His promises to change me and make me like Him. Where sins abounds, grace does much more abound. If I am rich and increased with goods then grace melts away in the face of selfish pride.

My mind is carried to the cross and I behold the most powerful demonstration of love; the patience and forgiveness of Jesus for His murderers; the love of God in allowing His Son to die. Can we ever exhaust this theme of boundless love? Can we ever feel that these events ever lose their grip upon our hearts?

I want to be like Jesus. I want to be pure in heart and patience in mind like Him - Lord Jesus, send me your Spirit.
I want to be like Jesus. I want to have His trusting faith and steadfastness of purpose - Lord Jesus, send me your Spirit.
I want to be like Jesus. I want to think of the needs of others and lose sight of myself - Lord Jesus, send me your Spirit.

I thank you Father that you do hear me because you have given us a mediator that is touched with the feelings of our infirmities. I thank you for giving me today the Spirit of Jesus.