Do you really love me, asks the Lord?

I have no idea who wrote this piece, a friend of mine who works for IBM got it off the IBM network. How serious are you with your walk with God?

One day, I woke up early in the morning to watch the sunrise
Ah, the beauty of God's creation is beyond description
As I watched, I praised God for His beautiful work
As I sat there, the Lord brought His presence upon me

He asked me - "Do you love Me?"
I answered, "Of course God! You are my Lord and my Saviour!"

Then He asked, "If you were physically handicapped, would you still love me?"
I was perplexed.
I looked down upon my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things I wouldn't be able to do.
The things that I took for granted.
And I answered, "It would be tough Lord, but i would still love you."

Then the Lord said, "If you were blind, would you still love my creation?"
How could I love something without being able to see it?
Then I thought of all the blind people in the world, how many of them still loved His creation
So I answered, "It's hard to think about it, Lord. But I would still love you."

Then the Lord asked me, "If you were deaf, would you still listen to my word?"
How could I listen to anything when I was deaf?
Then I understood. Listening to God's word is not merely using our ears, but our hearts.
I answered, "It would be difficult, but I would still listen to Your word."

Then the Lord asked, "If you were mute, would you still praise my Name?"
How could I praise you without a voice?
Then it occured to me that God wants us to sing from our hearts and soul.
It doesn't matter what we sound like.
And praising God is not always with a song, but when we are persecuted, we give God praise with words of thanks.
So I answered, "Though I could not physically sing, I would still praise your Name."

And the Lord asked

"Do you really love me?"
With courage and strong conviction, I answered boldly
"Yes Lord! I love you because You are the one and only true God!"
I thought I answered well, but God asked,

"Then why do you sin?"

I answered, "because I am only human. I am not perfect."

"Then why in times of peace do you stray the furtherest?
Why only in times of trouble do you pray the earnest?"

No answer ... only tears

The Lord continued ...
"Why sing only at fellowship and at retreats?
Why see me only in times of worship?
Why ask things so selfishly?
Why ask things so unfaithfully?"

The tears continued to roll down my cheeks

"Why are you so ashamed of me?
Why are you not spreading the good news?
Why in times of persecution, you cry to others when I offer my shoulder to cry on?
Why make excuses, when I give you the opportunity to serve me?"

I tried to answer, but there was no answer to give.

"You are blessed with life, I have blessed you with talents to serve me, but you prefer to use it for others.
I have stretched my word to you, but you do not gain in knowledge...
I have spoken to you, but your ears were closed.
I have shown my blessings to you, but your eyes were turned away...
I sent you servants but you idly sat by as they were pushed away...
I have heard your prayers, and I answered them all.....

"Do you really love me?"

I could not answer, how could I?
I was embarrassed beyond belief.
I had no excuse.
What could I say to this?

When my heart had cried out, and the tears had flowed, I said, "Please forgive me Lord. I am unworthy to be your child"

The Lord answered
"That is my Grace, my child."

I asked, "Then why do you continue to forgive me?"

The Lord answered, "I will never abandon you, because you are my creation.
You are my child.
When you cry, I will have compassion and cry with you.
When you scream with joy, I will laugh with you.
When you are down, I will encourage you.
When you fall, I will raise you up.
When you are tired, I will carry you.
I will be with you till the end of time and I will love you forever.

Never have I cried so hard before.
How could I have been so cold?
How could I have hurt God as I had done?

I asked God, "How much do you love me?"

And the Lord stretched out His arms, as they were nailed to the cross.

I bowed down at the feet of Jesus, my Saviour and my Lord.
And for the first time, I truly prayed.

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