Imagine

I talked with my small group girls tonight about eternal security.

"It's scary," they say. "What if we walk away from God? . . . We're so young."

But God is bigger than any stumble, any doubt, and His forgiveness because of Christ's sacrifice covers every sin. We are safe.

I pray they don't walk away. Did what we talked about on all the Wednesday nights over this last school year sift through the noise in their minds? I pray the Holy Spirit spoke words through me somehow, and spoke to their hearts.

I pray someone else now will step up and take that precious time each week and talk truth and discipleship and Christ with them. Tonight was my last night as their small group leader (the last night of youth group before another year of youth begins along with the schedule change over the summer). I will miss my girls, but I know they are double-clutched in God's hand, and He will take care and protect.

And driving home tonight my little sister turned on the radio, and I heard a song I haven't heard in a long time. It somehow, without much of an actual connection--I think it was simply the Spirit, reminds me that we really have no idea of the totality of God's complete forgiveness and grace because He is bigger than we know, and it reminds me too that there is so much significance to simply being clueless and awestruck.
I can only imagine
What it will be like
When I walk
By Your side.

I can only imagine
What my eyes will see
When Your face
Is before me.

I can only imagine.
I can only imagine.

Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus, or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing hallelujah? Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine.
I can only imagine.

I can only imagine
When that day comes,
And I find myself
Standing in the sun.

I can only imagine
When all I will do
Is forever,
Forever worship You.

I can only imagine.
I can only imagine.

Surrounded by Your glory, what will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus, or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence, or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing hallelujah? Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine.
I can only imagine.
     ~ MercyMe, "I Can Only Imagine"

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