I am learning new, well not really new but TRUE definitions for words that that the world has tainted and abused: Obsession is one of them.
God is showing me that obsession is okay...dependent upon what your obsession is. Well, right now, He is mine.
I find myself being completely enveloped in His presence, longing to do nothing but utter praises and adoration to my King. He is transforming my mind in such a way that I am living in such a supernatural sense of "living as though I've never sinned". My past is exactly that, passed!!! That is not what defines me any longer. It's who He says I am and what He speaks into my life that is real. He speaks one word and years of shame and guilt, and insecurities are blown away by the very power of His voice...old things are passed away, Behold all things are made new...I am in awe of the One called Savior, Redeemer, Wonderful, Righteous, Holy, King of kings, and Lord of lords!
By letting Him love me in His perfect love, I am learning what LOVE is as well. I used to think that by serving Him was to love Him...The truth is my definition of love wasn't the same as His. It's like it says in 1 Corinthians 13 and I'm paraphrazing here: If I could speak in the tongues of men and angels, if I could prophesy and know the secrets and mysteries of God, or if I sacrificed myself for others, it means nothing if there isn't love.
Instead of doing, I am learning just to be with Him and finding out who He is. I am seeing all that He has done for me and that has began to create a heart of gratitude. It is creating in me a heart burning for Him. I am in love with Him. Out of that love, I want to do things for Him, I want to obey Him. I am learning the only right heart of service for Him is out of that love relationship...otherwise, we are trying to EARN our salvation by serving Him.
So yes, Jesus is my obsession, He is the object of all of my affection and all I long to do is be with Him. As He lavishes His love on me, I only want to reciprocate that back to the One who loves me perfectly.
You Are Mine
by Mute Math
Everyone has their obsession
Consuming thoughts, consuming time
They hold high their prized posession
That defines the meaning of their lives
You are mine
You are mine
You are mine, oh mine
You are mine
There are objects of affection
That can mesmerize the soul
There is always one addiction
That just cannot be controlled
You are mine
You are mine
You are mine, oh mine
You are mine
Everyone has their obsession
Consuming thoughts, consuming time
They hold high their prized posession
They hold high their prized posession
