I am impatient and weak. Whenever I think I have it all figured out, all together, You wreck me. I am in a sticky place but instead of trying to crawl out of it, I will rest with You here. Rest in knowing that I am not alone and that You are working. You work for the good, even in the bad. I trust in the Truth and I have hope.
"Yet I call this to mind and I HAVE HOPE; because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; GREAT is your faithfulness. I say to myself, 'The Lord is my portion', therefore I will wait on him. The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him, it is good to WAIT QUIETLY for the salvation of the Lord." Lamentations 3:21-26
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
I am so often the prodigal son. Taking my money, my worth, everything that the Lord has created for me and throwing it all away on junk. I get so lost in the mess. Lonely, bruised, broken. Longing for a heart that is whole and a life that is more than the nothing I let mine become. But I know my way home. I know where my heart belongs. And every time I get a little lost, I hear Jesus calling me back to him. Whispering that he loves me. Kissing my wretched soul and picking up the pieces of my life they are precious bits of gold. There is nothing more overwhelming than the holy embrace of a Father that loves me to the ends of the earth.I am captivated and amazed by the love of our God today. A God that never gives up and that is WITH me, always.