R E • D E M P • T I O N || rəˈdem(p)SH(ə)n/
"In Him we have redemption through His blood...."
Ephesians 1:7 (NIV).
This coming Sunday - June, 11, 2017 marks 1 year since I walked through the doors of VIVE (then, C3) Church, 1 year since God so faithfully healed and returned my broken voice, 1 year since I came face to face with freedom again. So, today marks 1 year since I was on my knees in prayer, 1 year since I begged God for direction, 1 year since He convicted me in resuming my search for a church in SF, 1 year since I said "I'll be obedient."
The deepest most awe provoking event in the history of mankind = Christ dying for our sins! And here I thought that the road to redemption started the day I was born, December 25th, 1993 (because life beings and ends with us right? haha). But I have come to realize what a gift REDEMPTION really is! A gift that our Father gave in exceeding measure because He is rich in grace. Forgiven, through His blood - A PRESENT POSSESSION that became understood in my world, 1 year ago as I accepted that Salvation is not just a product, but a relationship.
Never underestimate what a moment in His presence will do. For I have been found and completed in Him. I walked into VIVE broken down - what was once my biggest joy had turned into one of my biggest heartaches, what was once a safe heaven was now a war zone, excitement now anxiety so kindness quickly became exhaustion. Hurt, blindsided, confused and distressed. Making decisions about what I could concede, rather than what I could build.
I carried so much guilt, guilt that work, school, and athletic achievements were being used to fill the void created by lack of community, lack of direction, confusion on purpose, and distance from God. But I was reminded, 1 year ago this coming Sunday, that Christ’s redemption has freed us from guilt, being “justified freely by His grace through the redemption that is in Christ Jesus” (Romans 3:24).
I had to stop looking at my trials as punishment and as an indicator of my lack of value but rather for the work that God was doing in me in that season. I look at my life now and in the midsts of the struggle, and I see the immense favor, the immense favor that I neither earned nor did God owe. WE ARE REFINED IN OUR TRIALS! The stretches, bruises, thorns, scars and things that cover our flesh and seep deep down into our spirits are the very things that speak into the lives of those we minister to because it's in those trials and in our refining that they see HOPE! It's in our ability to say I will not be broken because I'm fighting from a place of victory so instead I chose faith that they see how we've been made new and transformed through the refining fire.
I didn't do anything to earn my voice back but God is so much bigger than any mess we could ever create so I had a lot of faith when I walked through those doors that a miracle was going to happen. And as the first word of "grace like a wave" came out of our Worship Leaders Mouth, it came to pass. And now I get to serve on that very team, worshiping, and singing 1 year later. How great is our God?
So thank you to God, thank you to VIVE, thank you for believing in me when I had no clue, thank you for calling me higher when I wanted to fade into the background, and thank you for loving me in my brokenness, being incredible reflectors of God’s love and grace. I adore you! Cheers to a year (this Sunday) and cheers to life. I HAVE BEEN SET FREE.
Kyra (And Travis) <3