Does God get tired of my messes? Does He shake His head as He watches me try to do right but instead do wrong? Does He look at me and say, "Bless her heart, will she ever get it right?" When He hears me pour out my heart, does He sigh and say, "This is going to take awhile, isn't it, Terri?" Does He ever mumble, "What was I thinking when I made her?" I think He could easily feel that way as He watches my life.
Yet...I am a mother...and that has changed my perspective in life. The love I have for our children will not change...ever. I want what is best for them. I don't want them hurting or hurt. I want them to make wise decisions. I want them to have purposeful, God-honoring and healthy lives. I would give my life for them in a heartbeat. Even if their choices are different than I consider wise, my love remains...and my desire to protect them, pray for them and encourage them continues. Sleepless nights certainly occur because of my concern for them. I pray that they always realize that love is the reason for all I do, say and wish for them.
If I feel that strongly for our children, I consider God's love for us. It must be incredible. When we struggle, He cares. When we mess up, He doesn't walk away. Every heartbeat, thought, moment and choice matter to Him. Certainly, He doesn't enjoy our failures, mistakes and sins. But He gave His own Son to bring us back to Him. His love for us is deep, authentic and sacrificial.
Thank You, God, for still calling me Your child...even when I fall. You are amazing.♥~thl
"For I am convinced that neither death or life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord." Romans 8: 38>39
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