Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)
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"As long as I'm alive in this body, there is good work
for me to do.
If I had to choose right now, I hardly know which I'd
choose.
Hard choice!
The desire to break camp here and be with Christ is
powerful.
Some days I can think of nothing better.
But most days,...I am sure that it's better for me to stick
it out here.
So I plan to be around awhile...
Actually, I don't have a sense of needing anything
personally.
I've learned...
I've found the recipe...
I can make it through anything in/through...Jesus."
Apostle Paul
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Father, thank You
for allowing me to know Your creative pleasures.
Jesus, thank You
for saving me from myself.
Spirit, thank You
for never leaving me even when I have done my worst to leave You.
I don't
understand You.
You are Father,
Son, and Holy Spirit; and I am not close to Your character, being, and all of
who You are that my humanity cannot come close to grasping in all of Your glory.
I'm just scratching the surface of my relationship with You; and I have been born again and
again and again and...from above...so many times.
My sojourn and
rebirthing will not end until we have that first moment after time and
preceding paradise; even then, I have few clues.
You have always
been trustworthy.
You have always
come through for me in the promises of Psalm 91.
My trust in You
for then and now and then is categorical.
I just - that word is so
lame, Lord, yet it kinda works here in expressing what I really can't - want to
thank You for the amazing graces that have brought so much pleasure to me for
so long. I cannot begin to envision or dream what's coming after that
last breath. Sounds/seems heavenly.
Looking back,
now, and forward, the mysteries of Your predestination have not blinded me to
the consequences of my volition.
I have made many
bad choices; yet You have turned my mistakes into miracles because of Your
promises to shepherd boy hearts.
When I asked to
come home, You said, "Not done."
It was a Christlike moment for me -
heartbroken by the insults to Your holiness and injuries to Your people by
people just like and including me.
Indeed, Lord, as
I have scratched and crawled and begged increasing intimacy with You, I have
felt Your love, pain, pleadings, and...redemptions.
My angers have
turned to sorrows.
My passion for
Your holiness even when I fall and fail and counter-exemplify increases.
I am changing.
Daily.
I just - again, Lord, sorry
about that word - want You to know I want to be Yours from now on in all things
at all times in all places with all people.
And I want You to
know, I really, really, really want to even when I talk/act/look like I
don't want to...
I want to want to
want to...be only for You.
So help
me...Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
While, again, not
getting completely what
it/You mean by it or anything else, I pray this in the precious, priceless, and
permanently saving name of Jesus.
Amen.
Amen.
Amen.
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Blessings and Love!
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