I’ve been reading a really fantastic book by Roy Hession called We Would See Jesus. It’s a sequel of sorts to The Calvary Road, another book I highly recommend.

In We Would See Jesus, Roy talks about the name of God, Yahweh and how when God tells Moses to tell His people that I AM has sent you. I AM WHO I AM. So very complete in and of itself. It doesn’t need any outside help, but stands on its own. Like Yahweh.

But the really neat part is where I come in.

In my sinful state, Yahweh says , I AM your righteousness.

In my times of feeling like nobody cares, Yahweh says, I AM your banner.

In my weakness, Yahweh says, I AM your strength.

It amazes me to think that Yahweh doesn’t come with answers to give me or solutions to my problems. He IS my answer. He IS my solution. When I come to Him in my need and in my sin, He becomes my Remedy.

I think tonight I fell into some old pity-party woe is me habits because someone didn’t respond to my facebook post. Or several someones. I know, I know. How juvenile can I get? Apparently, very.

But my Yahweh is my Comfort and my Solace. He is my Reminder of Hope. He is my Hope.

And the ultimate is that the name Jesus comes from the Hebrew Yahushua, which means pretty much I AM your salvation. I AM your deliverance. I AM the one who can take all your sins and failures and fiascos and shortcomings and weaknesses and awkwardness upon myself, pay with my life for your wrongdoing, and give you Me to live inside you and be Your perfection.

I guess I can  never outgrow my need for Jesus. I will never get to the place where I am able to be strong on my own. I will have to settle for being the one who boasts in my weakness because every time Yahweh shows up and His strength is made perfect in my very weakness.

Facebook can be very humbling at times when no one responds to my status updates or blogs or posts. It reminds me that I am not nearly as special and great as I like to think I am. But when I can get over myself, I can find that Jesus, my Yahweh, is my Everything.

Even if only one person reads this, I am not going to be depressed. Ok, maybe a little. But once I get over it, I will trust that my Yahweh will use me in a way that causes not admiration for me, but a deep yearning for Him.

After all, that’s what’s really important.