I find myself clinging to what I know: work and taking care of my home and family duties.
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Presence
Amid this messy, lonely, and depressing unknown, I have witnessed the powerful act of memory. This nostalgic harvest of moments has awakened me to God’s presence.
Let me sit beside this man in hell if he chooses. Teach me in my brokenness to leave the world behind to accompany You in the broken.
… and like His eye is on the sparrow, I have felt truly watched over by Him.
God is ever so patiently and lovingly knitting me together in ways that I never could conceive of and making me whole by using what seems like meaningless bits of the wrong puzzle.
What would I say if I could see myself from the outside? Especially through God’s eyes?
There was immense freedom in re-realizing that the world--even the little world of my immediate circumstances--does not rest on my shoulders.
I can never escape Your love.
Ingratitude is my inability to see God’s magnanimity.
I fully realize how these thoughts come from a false reality, but they are so deeply ingrained within me.
I can be vulnerable to God because His love for me is agape, but self-love is icky, messy, and hard to do for me.