November came (and is going) quickly. Being unprepared to share my ponderings about God’s goodness through His transformation, I’ve decided to re-post something that never grows old in my mind—a poem, titled He Refused, expressing God’s transformative power in my life.
He smiled the day she was born and they called her Joy
He rejoiced as she played with innocence and laughter
He delighted in her heart, in her purity and in her love
He called out to her but she did not hear Him
He wept as her heart tore for her broken family and loss of security
He chased after her but she regarded His people as hypocritical
He pursued her attention and she sought those around her
He searched for her and found her giving in to sexual pressure at an early age
He beckoned for her but she was too entrenched in life to care
He longed for her heart as she turned her attention to the world, again and again
He tormented over every decision He knew was killing her emotionally
He wept longingly as she became financially spent and completely broken
She aimlessly ached for more and He agonized in her despair
Does she not hear Me calling her?
Does she not know the life I have for her?
Does she not know she can be restored?
Of course, He knew the answer
Slowly and gently…
He restored my innocence, my purity, and my hope
He redeemed my fears, my insecurities, and my restlessness
He refused to stop loving me
2 Corinthians 5:17
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.
2 Corinthians 3:18
And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit.
I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.