Your Great Name

"Greatest man in history, named Jesus, had no servants, yet they called him Master. Had no degree, yet they called him Teacher. Had no medicines, yet they called him Healer. He had no army, yet kings feared Him. He won no military battles, yet he conquered the world. He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him.. He was... buried in a tomb, yet He lives today"

There comes a time when we become broken.  Everyone will experience this but the question is where do you go for help?  It is only through our brokenness that He came move in our lives.  It is when we say, I can't do this anymore.  It is when we call on Him.  His name above all else...Jesus.

I remember a few years back when I had a panic attack.  It is something never to be forgotten.  A true panic attack is frightening and disabling.  I was home alone with my kids who were babies/toddlers and couldn't even fend for themselves.  I remember collapsing on the living room floor not being able to breath and feeling that my lungs were caving in.  All I could do was make enough sound to say, Jesus.  Every time I was able to say Jesus.  I could breath a little more, think a little clearer.  When I cried out Jesus, I could hear the kids crying. When I cried Jesus, I could think to get help.  When I cried Jesus, I was able to call my parents to come help. When I cried Jesus, I was able to crawl to unlock the door.  I cried on that floor saying Jesus over and over again waiting for help.  His name was the only thing to keep me sane in this time of brokenness.

I am crying once again as I write this because the memories of that time are so livid.  I know that I can come to Him in brokenness and cry His great name.... cry out...

 Redeemer, my Healer; Lord Almighty
My Savior; Defender; you are my King

I usually don't write this much for Sunday Blessings, but I feel like someone needs to read this today.  So for you, I share my story.  I pray blessings for each and everyone of you today.