His mercies are new every morning. His precious thoughts toward us out number the grains of sand on the shores of the ocean. He casts our sins as far as the east is from the west. He BENDS DOWN to listen to our prayers! He sings songs over us. The Lord SINGS! He is our good shepard, leading us to still water, and making us lie down in deep grass. He's so confident that He even sets the table for us right there in front of our enemies.
He is close when our hearts are breaking.
He makes a pact with us that only He can keep. That's right. He makes the promise. He keeps the promise. He even knows that we can't and He holds things like that right in His hands. The ones with the holes. So beautiful.
He is our King. but He also came to serve. He is exalted above all things but He made Himself low. He was hated and killed, but He loves and gives life. He was sinless, but He came to rescue the sinner. Me. And oh now, aren't we in love?
Today. He is making a place for us in His Father's house. Someday soon He is going to return. He's going to come for us, His dearly loved children, and take us home. HOME! And there, we will never be frustrated to sing His praise, and we will never run out of energy to serve Him. We will never be lost for words to express our love for all this....this AMAZING that He so lavishes on us. We will never be sick. Or sad. Or disappointed. Or hurt. In our Father's house, there will be no tears. No more fear, and I'll say "Amen" to that! :)
Keep running, keep your eyes on the prize. Don't grow weary in doing good. Keep on fighting that good fight of faith. Persevere to the end, even if it kills you to get there. You can do this! I'm just one fallen vessel cheering you on, but remember that great cloud? Come on! Lace your feet in tight. We're in this. Together. For the long haul.
Grace to your feet,