by Bob Allen:
Despite growing up in church, as a teenager “the gospel” was merely what I needed to know to get to heaven, not for my day-to-day existence. As such, I spent much of young adulthood groaning under the weight of my brokenness. When I could bear the pain of my past, and to be truthful—present, sins no longer, I sought God. Desperate for relief, I recognized my utter inability to cast off the burden of my memories. So, I left behind my personal efforts at “living right” and cried out to God to rescue me from the internal enemy, my self. When I did, I found respite.
But why did I turn to God?
That’s the million dollar question. Why does anyone turn to God?
Just yesterday, my pastor mentioned it is often harder to get people to understand they are lost than it is to help the lost person get found. Once people comprehend their sins, they begin to see their need of a savior, but generally, people want anything but God to be at the heart of life, the universe, and everything. They are not interested in a reality that confronts how depraved they are at the core. So when someone accepts their base, sinful nature, it’s a miracle really. But it’s our miracle that becomes their miracle.
I cling to God’s salvation now. When I am overwhelmed, I, like David, cry out to God, “I am oppressed and needy; hurry to me God, You are my help and my deliverer; Lord, do not delay.” (Ps. 70:5) I have yet to be turned away. God’s grace and mercy are sufficient in my every weakness and his ear is always attentive to me. I speak about God’s love because I have experienced it.
And David’s urging, “May all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you! May those who love your salvation say evermore, ‘God is great!’” (Ps. 70:4) becomes my song, my witness. My “God is great!” helps others find the peace I found when I cried out to God in my desperation.