Taking My Own Medicine

As much as I proclaim God's word to captives and those covered in ashes, I fail to proclaim it to myself.  I don't read God's word to myself in a way that it touches the deepest hurts of my heart.  I am Much-Afraid.  The abundant life given by Christ is good beyond measure.  I want so desperately for it to be true yet the circumstances of my past continue to whisper in my ear, "Not true! This is too good for you. Okay, you can have salvation but you cannot have abundant life."

While immersed in Romans 8; 2 Corinthians 4-5 and Joel 2:25, I am remembering my own words spoken to the needy set in front of me.  Now I hope to speak to the needy in me.  What is a prophet that proclaims God's saving Word, yet doesn't hide in her heart the Word pouring from her lips?
God offers to fill my cup with living hope.  He desires to pour to the measure and I keep saying, that is enough.
The following I posted two months ago.  Time to really hear it.

In Psalm 84, the sons of Korah exclaim, "How lovely is Your dwelling place, O LORD Almighty!"  You are that dwelling place.  You are lovely.  

Paul urges the Corinthians three times (1 Corin 3:16; 6:19; 2 Corin 6:16) and again to the Ephesians (2:21) that we, children of God, are the dwelling place of the LORD!  We together are a holy temple of the living God!  You were bought at a price!  Do you know that price was the by nature pure blood of Christ?!  Do you know of how much more worth that is than jewels?  You were bought with blood that is, by its very nature, pure!  Hagnos, meaning venerable, pure from carnality, sacred... you were bought with the most valuable thing ever and ever will be in existence!  This preciousness, this value not deserved or earned but given to you freely by Christ Himself!  Preciousness that He alone can give because He alone is, by His very nature, precious.