When I started this process around weight loss surgery a little over a year and a half ago, I must tell you that I was extremely discouraged very early on. This surgery is not cheap, and my insurance flat out refused to pay for even one penny of the surgery, despite several doctors’ efforts in proving existing co-morbidities like diabetes, heart failure, sleep apnea, and potential renal failure. But I had powerful prayer warriors on my team, and my Mom and one friend in particular who absolutely would not let me give up. Someone stepped forward and fronted the entire amount I needed for the surgery, and I have been paying them back $30 every payday. I figured I would be paying this for the next 40 years or so, but it was worth that commitment to me. Without the surgery, it is doubtful I would have been around for 40 years.
Yesterday, my lender told me that the remaining balance on the loan is going to be forgiven. Over $18,000 wiped clean. This was totally unexpected – and I was completely speechless! “Thank You” doesn’t even begin to express my gratitude, my joy, or my feeling of being overwhelmed and utterly unworthy of such a gift. Yet all I can say is “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”
I feel the same way when I stand in front of the cross. What happened on the cross wiped clean the debt that I owe for my sins – a debt I could not pay, even if I spent the rest of eternity trying. I am so unworthy of that gift – and I am filled to overflowing with gratitude and joy that God would love me so very much. "Thank you" does not come close to conveying what I am feeling, yet there aren't words that express it adequately.
“Behold the Lamb, behold the Lamb, Slain from the foundation of the world.
For sinners crucified, O holy sacrifice, Behold the Lamb of God, Behold the Lamb.”
(Performed by David Phelps, written by Dottie Rambo, Published by New Spring, Inc.)
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