“Who is Jesus to you?”
Recently I heard a
preacher say that this is one of the questions he uses when he begins to share
the gospel with people. This stood out
to me so much that I almost immediately went to the wonderful world of social
media to find out from my friends who He is to them. The responses that I received, I loved.
Though each response
varied, they all made one thing very, very clear: He is EVERYTHING.
In some responses,
Jesus is their Redeemer and in others He is their Friend.
There were so many wonderful
words that described just some of the many “who”s that Jesus is.
The responses were
able to vary because, unlike me and you, Jesus is not confined to just a few
titles.
I’ve shared the
question, but what I have not shared yet is who Jesus is to me:
When I was formed in
my mother’s womb, He became my Creator.
When I said a prayer
that changed my life forever, He became my Savior.
When I feel lonely,
He is my Best Friend.
When I am afraid, He
is my Protector.
When my family and I
go through difficult days, He is my Strength.
When life gets
confusing, He is my Answer.
When I hear that a
doctor is unsure of something, I KNOW He is my Healer.
When I am lost, He is
my Light.
When I am sad and
burdened, He is my Smile.
When I sin, He is my Giver of Grace.
When I pray, He is my
Listener.
When I am weary, He
is my Hand to Hold.
When I am hurting, He
is the Arms around Me.
When I feel stressed,
He is my Hope.
Even from before I
was born, He was and is my Father.
Even though He is the
King, He is also my Daddy.
He is all these
things and so much more.
He is my Redeemer, my Friend, my Love, my Guide, my Breathe, my Life, my Happiness, my Forgiver, my Everything.
Without Him, I am
NOTHING.
There is nothing that I can do
on my own. I am a sinner, unworthy of
everything good. But, He loves me
anyway.
Jesus loves me enough
to call me His daughter and His friend.
He loves me enough to be mocked and spit on and to die on a cross
because I am a sinner in need of a Savior.
He loves me enough to be raised from the dead on the third day. He loves me enough to leave behind an empty tomb on this earth to watch
over me while seated by the right hand of God.
Jesus even loves me enough to save my sinful soul so that I may spend an
eternity celebrating and worshiping in Heaven with Him.
Without Him, I am
nothing and I deserve nothing.
But with Him, I am a
daughter of the King.
“Beth, who is Jesus to you?”
My Jesus…He is my everything.