How He Loves Us

His love for me extends far beyond my circumstances. I so quickly forget that any good thing I have is only a gift on loan from Him. How dare I feel a sense of entitlement to who or what He's placed in my life. The trouble is I do grip tightly to these gifts. Lord, help me to see that any good thing I receive from You is completely undeserved. You see further than I can. Help me to to suddenly see the afflictions in my life become eclipsed by your glory. Help me trust that you are not unfamiliar with my hurt but that you grieve with me. Help me to lean hard into you so I can receive that mercy and grace in my time of need.

1 comment:

Karen B. said...

If His love is a hurricane and we are a tree.....how sweet the results of His storms will be!