Like Jesus

Like Jesus

I want to walk like Jesus did
Beneath this earthly dome
Spreading truth hope and freedom to kin
Until our savior calls us home

I want to spread his gospel news
Of our father’s amazing Grace
And everyone to see the holy Spirit
When they gaze upon my face

I want to be a tailored copy
Of the life that Jesus led
Teaching of the eternal land
Make sure his sheep are fed

I want to be as the faithful Shepherd
Whose heart is pure and true
And tell the story of the mansions
They’ve built for me and you

I want to be like the righteous one
Who has no sweeter name
The Redeemer of all pardons
Hence is why he came

I want to nourish the hungry crowds
Maybe grant a dying wish
Do things that seem impossible
As he did with five loaves and two fish

I want to walk a true Christian Life
Flowing love along the way
And Jesus is the only one
We should edify and portray

But I could never walk like Jesus did
No greater man has no one saw
For when I see the Savior of the cross
From my heart to my knees I shall fall

Angelina

Devotion by Max Lucado | The Almighty Jehovah | https://thealmightyJehovah.com

Look for God

With the passing of years, Henry’s life had changed. His children were grown. The neighborhood was different. He was unhappy. He asked his minister if he was unhappy for some sin he’d committed. “Yes,” the wise pastor replied. “The sin of ignorance. One of your neighbors is the Messiah in disguise, and you have not seen him.”

With time, Henry saw things in people he’d never seen. When others spoke he listened. After all, he might be listening to the Messiah. The bounce returned to his step. His eyes took on a friendly sparkle. He said, “All I know is that things changed when I started looking for God.”

Now, that’s curious. The old man saw Jesus because he didn’t know what he looked like. The people in Jesus’ day missed him because they thought they did. How are things looking in your neighborhood?

The Next Door Savior

In the aftermath of 9/11 a group of religious leaders was invited to come to Washington and pray with President Bush. The group was well-frocked and well-known. You might wonder if I felt out of place. The only time I wear a robe is when I step out of the shower.

But when it came my turn to meet George W. Bush, I added, “And Mr. President, I was raised in Andrews, Texas—a half-hour drive from your hometown.” He smiled that lopsided smile and let his accent drawl ever so slightly. “Why, I know your town. I’ve walked those streets. I’ve even played your golf course.” It was nice to know that the president knew my home.

How much nicer to know the same about God. Yes, he rules the universe. Yes, he has walked your streets. He’s still the next door Savior. Jesus – above all powers? You bet he is!

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