Defining moments. We all have them. They are those moments, those ticks of the clock, on which out life seems to pivot. A revelation is experienced, a challenge conquered, a milestone reached. And our life is changed.
There’s a contemporary Christian song out whose chorus goes something like: “When you realize He’s all you need, that will be your defining moment.” (If you know who sings that song, please leave a comment and let me know.)
I love that. Think about it, the moment we realize Jesus is all we need, that we are nothing in and of ourself, that we can do nothing worthwhile in our own strength, that we really are not in control, are not calling the shots . . . the moment we realize that we need nothing but Him, that He is our sustenance, our rock, our shelter, our strength, our peace, our comfort, our Savior. That will be a defining moment. Quite a defining moment. And our life will never be the same again.
This cancer has been a defining moment for me. It has forced me to rely on Jesus through the easy parts and the hard parts. Oh sure, I still have times of doubt and discouragement and questioning and major weakness, but they only serve to show me more how much I need Him and only Him. I can’t do this on my own. I can’t. That’s the truth. I’m too weak, too scared, too human.
I need Jesus.