Day 63 Tuesday 11-30-10
"I am my Beloved's, and He is mine.
Come into Your garden and take delight in me!"
Song of Solomon 4:12-13,15
You are like a private garden, My treasure, My bride! You are like a spring that no one else can drink from, a fountain of My own. You are like a lovely orchard bearing precious fruit, with the rarest of perfumes. You are a garden fountain, a well of living water, as refreshing as the streams from the Lebanon Mountains.
The past couple days, God has been highlighting this to me. I love it. I'll read it over and over again and I never get tired of it. I've noticed a difference in how I posture my heart these last few days. I'm guarding my heart a lot more (Proverbs 4:23 - Above all else, guard your heart, for it affects everything you do.). These verses feel like my life right now. I am a garden for Jesus to come and enjoy. I belong to Him alone and it will stay that way until my wedding day, when my husband takes me as his own under God's authority. Even in the midst of dating and engagement, I won't belong to him, and he won't belong to me, until we are married. I am being consecrated, set apart for Jesus Christ. This excites me, but I'm not exactly sure why. I think it's because when I think about it, I can feel His love on my heart. And that, is beautiful.
"Its not about looking for the man who has the key to my heart. It's about looking at the Man, Jesus Christ, who holds that key and waiting for a man to come along who sees I'm worth enough to ask Him for it."
~ Katie Kotila
Day 65 Thursday 12-2-10
Matthew 5:8
God blesses those whose hearts are pure, for they will see God.
Something cool happened last night. In the prayer room, they had a time of praying for the sick in the room and I stood up like I always do. My roommate Kendall came to pray for me like she almost always does. A few other people gathered around too. The worship team then started playing the song:
"He is jealous for me,
Love like a hurricane,
Bending beneath the waves of His mercy."
Something in me broke and I started to cry. Kendall continued to pray and speak truth to me. After a while she looked at me and said, "Innocence and purity is all over you. God calls you pure; your name is pure." I said, "Yeah, it is." She smiled and nodded. I replied, "No, really. My name means Pure One."
Katherine means Pure One.
How could I forget?! But I am pure, and I know this because that is how God views me. The blood of Jesus has washed me clean. It's so cool that God used my own name to speak to me.
What does your name mean? Maybe God wants to remind you of something too!
This next journal entry was from a couple weeks ago, but I switched notebooks in the middle of the week so I forgot about it. But I think it's the perfect timing with Christmas right around the corner. :)
Day 41 Monday 11-8-10
Galations 4:4
But when the right time came, God sent His Son, born of a woman.
Thank about this. Jesus as a baby. But Jesus is God's spirit in human form. So God as a baby. But just because this baby was God, doesn't mean He was physically any different than the other babies. He still had to learn to crawl, walk, and speak. Can you imagine? The God who spoke the Earth into existence had to learn to talk all over again. The God who walked with Adam and Eve in Eden had to take His first baby steps.
Luke 2:40
And the child grew and became strong in spirit, filled with wisdom, and the grace of God was upon Him.
This verse suggests that Jesus didn't know who He truly was right when He was born (because He did, in fact, have a physical human brain just like us). Just like any other baby; they don't know who they are right away. It's something they learn! I think Jesus gradually learned/remembered that He was the Son of God. What if Jesus thought to Himself, "Something feels different about Me. Why don't I ever get in trouble like my brother James does?"
What happened when God decided that Jesus was ready to see an angel? How would have Jesus responded?
"I feel like I know you from somewhere! Have we met before?" Ha!
Think about these questions we can ask Mary someday: (some of these are funny, but some you have to really think about to understand them)
What was it like watching Him pray?
When He saw a rainbow, did He say anything about a flood?
When He saw a lamb being led to the slaughter, did He act differently?
Did you ever see Him with a distant look on His face as if He was listening to something you couldn't hear?
How did He act at funerals?
Did you ever try to count the stars with Him...and succeed?
Did He have any friends by the name of Judas?
What do you think He felt when He saw a prostitute offering up her body (that He made) to the highest bidder?
Did you ever see Him pensively looking at the flesh on His own arm while holding a pile of dirt?
When someone mentioned Satan, how did He act?
These questions intrigue me! What if He was reading the Bible one day suddenly He was like, "Woah! I remember now! I totally wrote this!"
The fact that the God of the universe shrunk Himself to a couple-celled organism in the womb of a young woman, because He loves us, blows my mind.
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