When I go to work each day, I go with confidence. I know what I'm doing there. I think about how I dress and how I'll act towards the kids... I strategize and plan... I set things up so that the day will go well, and usually... it does go well. I don't go with dread because I'm sure of myself. (Now, all this self confidence has an element of sin and pride to it... but bear with me.)
When I go to my parents' house, I go with confidence. I speed, even. I know what awaits me there: a warm embrace, peace, rest, food in the fridge, cheez-its in the pantry... I go confidently, but all because of my confidence in my parents, and who they are and what they're like... what I'm wearing and what I've done... doesn't even cross my mind. I'm in a hurry to get there... because of who they are.
They draw me.
How do I approach God?
"Since then we have. . . Jesus. . . [insert here: who is, what he's like, what he's done]. . . Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need." Hebrews 4:14-16
If I try to go to such a place on my own... there will be loathing and fear in each step. If I go picturing and knowing only Christ... I will hurry. I will speed, even.
He draws me...
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What a great analogy/picture!!! (I'm posting because I did really like this one a lot, and maybe it will let me "follow" your blog if I leave a comment on one. CLOSING EYES AND CROSSING FINGERS!)
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