First Steps – September 30, 2019

When I answered the call to ministry, I was scared to death. To say I felt unqualified was an understatement. I carried this preconceived thought of self-doubt into seminary. Crazy as it might sound, I knew I was in the right theological school, for the right reason, and at the right time; yet, when I looked around at everyone else, I definitely didnā€™t see equal footing.

On my first day of school, I remember walking down the hallway and expecting someone to step out from an office and say, ā€œSir, I donā€™t think you belong here.ā€ About halfway through my first semester, something wonderful happen. I was introduced to Charles Wesleyā€™s Hymn, And Can It Be. It was the first hymn of Tuesday chapel (there were two chapel services each week: Tuesday and Thursday).

As we sang that particular hymn I was awestruck. The words spoke directly to me.

And can it be that I should gain an intā€™rest in the Saviorā€™s blood?
Died He for me, who caused His painā€”For me, who Him to death pursued?
Amazing love! How can it be, that Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

Refrain:
Amazing love! How can it be, that Thou, my God, shouldst die for me?

ā€™Tis mystā€™ry all: thā€™ Immortal dies: Who can explore His strange design?
In vain the firstborn seraph tries to sound the depths of love divine.
ā€™Tis mercy all! Let earth adore, let angel minds inquire no more.

He left His Fatherā€™s throne aboveā€”so free, so infinite His graceā€”
Emptied Himself of all but love, and bled for Adamā€™s helpless race:
ā€™Tis mercy all, immense and free, for, O my God, it found out me!

Long my imprisoned spirit lay, fast bound in sin and natureā€™s night;
Thine eye diffused a quickā€™ning rayā€”I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
My chains fell off, my heart was free, I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.

No condemnation now I dread; Jesus, and all in Him, is mine;
Alive in Him, my living Head, and clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach thā€™ eternal throne, and claim the crown, through Christ my own.

I remember walking out of chapel that day knowing that things were going to be fine. Till this day, this hymn remains one of my favorites. Hymns have a way of speaking to us when other things canā€™t. Iā€™m grateful for this hymn and the words of Charles Wesley. It has made a difference in my life.


This week’s reading:

  • Monday ā€“ Acts 27
  • Tuesday ā€“ Acts 28
  • Wednesday ā€“ Mark 1
  • Thursday ā€“ Mark 2
  • Friday – Mark 3

Please Pray for:

  • The St. Paul Church family.
  • Those who are unwillingly absent.
  • Those who are grieving and depressed.
  • Ongoing Building Renovations, Modifications.
  • The United Methodist Church.
  • Our nation and our leaders.
  • The World.