As I said in my welcome blog, at the beginning of 2014, I decided to blog every day for 365 days. I’ve just recently moved over to jillanajones.com, so if you’d like to catch up, visit my TUMBLR PAGE! In the meantime, I’m going to be featuring some of my favorite blogs from the first 90 days here!
“As the mountains surround Jerusalem, so the Lord surrounds His people, both now and forevermore.” —Psalm 125:2
Does that not sound like the best security system, or what?
I’ve heard many times about how I need to find my security in the Lord. I feel like when that thought comes up in conversations, especially with females, we’re speaking about having confidence with our looks, or our self-worth in relation to guys. But as I read this verse tonight, I’m sitting here realizing just how much being grounded in Christ and how He feels about us, frees us to doso many different things. Like…random things.
Like this morning, I’m changing one of those water cooler things in the office, and I go to pull off the empty one, and I can’t get it off. So naturally, I pull harder, failing to move my face out of the way, so when it does finally release, it slams right upward into my nose.
Then, like it was out of a movie, my nose starts bleeding. I’ve thankfully never been in the position where my nose has started to bleed because of an injury, so at first I wasn’t entirely sure what I was supposed to do.
Did I break something? It didn’t feel like it. I felt like that was something I’d know immediately, so I concluded that my pride was the only real wound today.
18-year-old Jillana would have probably dwelled on that embarrassment for the rest of the week, if not month. But now, the embarrassment may have lasted as long as it took to get my nose to stop bleeding.
You may think I’m an idiot, but that moment didn’t move me like it would have in the past. Even though momentarily, I looked like an idiot…I know that I’m still cool. 😉
I’m cool enough, that if Jesus had to come back and die again, just for me—he would do it.
So what do I care if I’m not always the most eloquent when I get nervous and I ramble unnecessarily. What do I care that I am usually a pretty awkward person to talk to on the phone if I don’t know you that well. (Maybe I should start caring about that one). But “caring” doesn’t have to be condemning, or self-deprecating. I can improve, but still know that I’m fully accepted the way that I am.
Anyone remember that old Stacie Orrico song, “Security?” it popped into my head tonight in all of it’s early 2000’s cheese. But, I get it now.
I need You so close to me (cause you’re the)
Only one that makes me that complete (and Lord I)
Know it took so long to see, that You’re my Security!
Yup…that’ll be stuck in my head for a while.