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It's a joke between my husband and I. Countless times we've said that we should place a wager on it --
If any of my neighbors see me hurriedly scurrying from house to car, slowly sliding out of the garage, scanning for safety as I back out of the driveway, only to turn around at the boulevard mere yards away from my house, they must get a good chuckle. And the frequency with which it happens only adds to the hilarity. Even so, I suddenly get my fanny in that car seat and the epiphany that something is missing hits me like a dead bug slamming into the windshield. I realize that if I don't do an immediate "about face", I will end up regretting it.
A couple of weeks ago, as I found myself coming through the Easter season, I couldn't help but think of that "about face" to which Jesus beckons us. Just as as surely as that realization hits me on the corner of Lisbon Road and Oakwood Avenue, convincing me that I must completely change course, so my Savior's lavish sacrifice calls me to completely change my trajectory with sin. It is the only adequate response to the extravagant love He has extended to me.
As surely as God's word reads me as I read it, I have no better response to any conviction the Holy Spirit places on my heart regarding my actions. I must change direction. For instance, when I read in God's word how I am to treat my husband, I need turn away from my own selfishness, despite emotions, and turn towards the way I have been instructed to behave. When I am inclined to be a permissive parent because I am tired from all of the endless medical issues and school challenges, I need to do that "about face" and change my course, pressing in towards what my Maker says is best.
After all, the word "repent" has its origins in the Greek word "metanoia", which describes a complete change of heart or mind. What could change my heart more, hit me like a ton of bricks, wake me with such revelation like knowing a Savior who loves me more than any human ever could and who always has my best in mind? Yes, intimacy with Jesus definitely makes me turn the car around and completely change directions.
...And I don't even care if the neighbors are laughing at my expense!
PRAY: Jesus, you knew my sin, and you still loved me enough to reach out, calling me to repentance. You are worthy of my trust and obedience. Thank You for loving me in spite of myself.
~ Barb Dittrich