The moment I first felt truly alive was the moment I woke up to the presence, power, and love of the risen Jesus. I was a freshman in college and reluctantly visited an enthusiastic gathering of Jesus Freaks in the lobby of my dorm. They talked about Jesus like He is real, living, and present today. As they did, something happened within me and in a moment, I suddenly became aware of Christ living in and around me. A passionate love for Him filled my heart and I have never been the same. Fervent adoration for Jesus has never left me!
You can’t sleepwalk with Jesus! Wake up and continually let Him demonstrate His presence within, though, and around you.
Stop offering yourself as a slave to impure thoughts. Open your heart to God, surrender to the presence of Christ in you, and be led by His holy thoughts and inner promptings.
Reject the devil’s thoughts of accusation, temptation, intimidation, and frustration. Keep them out of your mind.
Embrace God’s thoughts of revelation and inspiration. Let them be your constant meditation. Fill your heart with adoration of His majesty.
I wrote this poem the night I first encountered the living Jesus:
Today I saw the Son
Rising from the water,
Now wine,
And felt His warmth
Caressing me,
As I disrobed
And submerged.
