Lately I have been overwhelmed by the realization that even while I was struggling, God loved me. Even when I was in the middle of purposeful, repetitive sin, God pursued me. ME.
By Your spirit I will rise
From the ashes of defeat
This line continues to bring me to tears. His love is so pure, so good, so unconditional, that He raises us from our ashes into a new life of victory. I was a burned, broken, hot mess, and still He cheered me on into victory. We’re talking 4th and 25 here, folks.* I was nowhere near the goal line. I didn’t even know what the goal line was. He was standing tall next to me even then. Even in my depression, my anxiety, my poor life choices, my defeated relationships, my broken-heartedness. Even then.
And that lyric, those words, they aren’t a wishy-washy statement. It says “will rise”. Not “might rise”, not “possibly but the outlook is not favorable”. It is a absolute – WILL RISE. With Him, I will come up from the worst place I have ever been and be victorious. Who else can say that?! (Hint: anyone who calls Jesus their Savior!) It is so beautiful.
This is my nugget of truth tonight – we will rise from the ashes of our defeat into a victory more glorious than anything we could have ever imagined.
*This is a football term; 4th down and 25 yards to complete the play. It basically is a position that is very far away from scoring a touchdown. No bueno.