Into Your Hands

by Robert Rodriguez on February 23, 2012 · 1 comment

On the back of the picture you see there, my mom wrote these words;

Son, on February 21, 1981, The Lord held you in His hands, and he blessed us by giving you back to us. We love Him for His gift, and you for being our son. Love Dad and Mom

All of us, whether we realize it or not, need Jesus. Just like I did, when I thought I was going to die. A lot of us go through life running and running, and not knowing where we’re headed. We think that if we can just get this, or do that we’ll be happy. Chasing things that don’t really matter when we consider eternity. It’s like pouring a gallon of water in the desert sand, it amounts to nothing. But if we look to Jesus for everything in our lives, all our thirsts will be quenched, as Jesus says in John 4:13-14, “Every one who drinks of this water will thirst again, but whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst, the water that I shall give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”

I guess the point I’m trying to make, is that we shouldn’t wait until the last moment to realize that we need Jesus. Some one told me not to long ago, that they were brought up in the church, but that they had never actually given themselves to Christ. That’s something we should all ask ourselves, have I really given myself completely Christ? Give your life to Christ today, and become a new creation.

God Bless You

Robert

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  • chaco

    Been there, done that. I can intimately relate , right down to the being on a motorcycle when “It all came down”. I can only rely on details told by others because 3 days of my life are blocked out. I remember up until 3 minutes before the crash but the next thing I recall was laying in bed with 3 men in white coats looking down at me. Up until then, the meaning of life was; 1) God is the king of Joy  +  2) His is the gift of sharing  =  I will share in God’s joyful creation    Afterwards, I had this scenario strongly impressed on my consiousness; A feminine persona was defending me by emphatically saying/screaming; “He didn’t want to follow you - He thought you would be good for him ! ” [ Similarly, I am greatly moved each time I recall the story of a preist who was a "People pleaser" rather than telling his "Flock" what they NEEDED to know about God. After an accident while in a coma, he saw himself in front of a judge saying; "You have misled your flock and now must receive your just punishment." Realizing full well that he desrerved it, he then heard a feminine voice from the side saying; "But Son, if we give him more time & more graces, he could produce "Good Fruit'. In reply the Judge said; "You know he deserves to be punished - but because you have requested mercy for him, I will grant it".]  I now realize that just because something seems to bring Joy / pleasure / fun, it doesn’t  necessarily mean God wishes us to share in it. There is a LIER IN THE MIX trying to trick us with false promises.