The Name

I can’t remember a time when I didn’t know the name Jesus. My father was a pastor, so Jesus’ name was a high-frequency word in my home. At every meal, before bedtime, you name it. The name Jesus was there.

To me, Jesus was a name I sang about, a name I prayed to, and a name I believed in. But it was not a name that was connected to a person – a real, living person.

 

Then a series of tragedies befell my family. One was irreparable, an accident that resulted in my brother’s paraplegia, after which, my father left the faith and left his family. I was 14.

My teen years mostly resembled a lost kid who probably appeared shell-shocked to any outside observer. So even though I knew the name Jesus, it wasn’t until I was 17, and I met Him, alone on a mountaintop, that I knew Jesus as my Savior.

In my twenties, another series of unfortunate events – some of my own doing and some not – led to what I now refer to as “the dark decade.” It’s a long story, one I’ve not given full words to yet. Some things may be better left unsaid. I don’t know.

But I do know this: Jesus reached down and rescued me from a darkness that was meant, I am sure, to kill me. Without a doubt, Jesus was my Deliverer.

By my thirties, Jesus had transformed my life into another one. A new one.

I had met Jeff, and through God’s amazing grace, we built a family. Intact. Whole. And for the first time in my life, one entire year passed when there wasn’t something traumatic happening. Then another year. And another. And with each passing year, I grew to understand Jesus as my Redeemer.

Only Jesus can take the broken and redeem the pain.

In hindsight, my life comes down to this:

In my teens, I knew Jesus as my Savior.
In my twenties, I knew Jesus as my Deliverer.
In my thirties, I knew Jesus as my Redeemer.

* * * * *

Not too long ago, I was praying, and remembering all that Jesus had done for me, and so I asked Him: What’s next for us?

I heard a familiar Voice speak to my spirit: I want to be your Friend.

And that is where I am today. I know Jesus as my Friend, the One True Friend, who knows my heart, and knows everything there is to know about me, and loves me.

In Colossians 1:13-14, Paul says:

“For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.”

I know these words to be true. I have lived them.

Jesus is more than a name to me now.

Thank you, Jesus.

Thank you for being . . .

72. my Savior
73. my Deliverer
74. my Redeemer
75. my Friend

 

While reading One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp, I started keeping a list of the things I am thankful for. What are you thankful for today?

 

 

17 thoughts on “The Name

  1. Don't you love that He can become ALL things to us…whenever we need Him? Loved your post. I've went through some serious dark times growing up that I probably (never say never, right?) won't write about but it was during those times, specifically, that He built a relationship with me that I wouldn't trade for anything. He isn't afraid of the darkness. He walks right through it with you. Awesome!

  2. Anne: I'm so thankful for his amazing grace! Thank you for visiting.

    Stacey: That's a powerful quote – and so true!

    Jacque: You have a blessed day too, my friend.

    CDJ: Thank you!

    This Little Life: God is so good.

    Shotgun: I love Isaiah 58. Thanks for reminding me of those words today.

    Ells: What a Friend we have, indeed!

    Katie: Thank you. I've enjoyed visiting your blog!

    Susan: Beauty from ashes. Only God can do that. And I'm so thankful.

    Meredith: Thank you. It's nice to “meet” you.

  3. I spoke of the cycles of life…but how awesome when they all lead to Jesus as Friend…so glad for your story…
    Blessing as you continue to find…what a friend we have in Jesus…

  4. Your lives will begin to glow in the darkness,
    your shadowed lives will be bathed in sunlight.
    I will always show you where to go.
    I'll give you a full life in the emptiest of places— Isaiah 58

    Christ looks good on you. He must be proud of you. I am proud of you and we have not even met!

    Thanks for opening a window.

    kat

  5. “Only Jesus can take the broken and redeem the pain.” – that is beautiful.

    I heard last week, Sally Clarkson say, “You can't have a ministry unless you've been humbled.” I think that is so true. When we are humbled, God can take the broken and redeem it. And use it, as you are right here through your words, to encourage others.

    Thank you so much for linking up!

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