Recently I uncovered a paradox that will change my idea of who I am. Although at odds with this conclusion and not whom I perceive myself to be, God is using it to change me. To embrace this reality, I‘m reminded of Paul and the thorn in the flesh that God gave him. Instead of being disgruntled with my thorn, like Paul I need to accept, embrace and be thankful for it.
Can you imagine God weeping, knowing that He loves us that much, He would shed tears? We mean all eternity to Him. Wow, do you comprehend the enormity of that statement? How our hearts need to cry with exuberance, our souls sing out anthems of Glory to the Highest. Our tongues worship our Dad who is not afraid to show His love. When we state that we don’t know how much God loves us or if he really does, open your eyes to His tears. God’s cry is for you.
This story is a beautiful example of God’s love for us. We are etched in the palm of His hands. The nails prove this. I bow down before you O Lord thankful for your love.
Secrets are nasty things; they eat away inside of you and prevent peace. Until recently I had buried a secret because of its shame. I thought the incident my fault for being eighteen, naive and drunk. Recently God used a book to reveal that secret and begin the healing process.
God can’t decide as we are equally love by Him. And there is my dilemma. In my judgement, the person who committed the murder deserves to pay for this atrocity. But God states those without sin cast the first stone.