Tuesday, September 20, 2011
I keep trying to take it all into my hands. In my impatience, in my fear, in my untrust, I laugh at the Lord like Abraham did. As the Lord, creator of all the earth, once again tells Abraham of the plans He has for him and his wife, Abraham forgets who God is, as I so often do. I laugh in the face of my King, of my Father, of the one who has already proven to be so faithful and so good. I suggest new ideas. I ask Him to bless my efforts as I try and fulfill His plans on my own. But, oh He knows my doubting. He hears me laugh just as heard Sarah laugh, and He doesn't stop loving me. He doesn't take back His promises just because I don't believe they are true. He is faithful, even when I am faithless.