There
are plenty of times when we realize that we have absolutely, positively no
control over any of our circumstances in our lives. This week, yesterday to be exact, was one of
those moments. Let’s just say I’ve been
mad about things. I’ve gone from sadness
to anger towards God. I know it’s not
right. I know I hate that I have hated
Him for bringing me here. I know there’s a reason for
it all, but right now I’m angry because a lot of this seems pointless from my vantage point. I was
asking God a lot of “why” questions last night and I sat in silence in my car drive
home from the bookfield.
No
one was answering their phones last night save for my dad. After chatting with him, and trying to call a
few others on my way home, I knew, I KNEW God was telling me to talk to
Him. I didn’t want to though. I was mad.
I still am a bit, and I know I have no right to be. If I know the story of Job, I’m on dangerous
waters. So, there I was cruising home
and the opening line to the David Crowder song I’ve been playing over and over
again took on a new meaning:
“I
can’t comprehend your infinitely beautiful and perfect love.” Click Here
I
started to cry the last two tears left in my body. He STILL loves me after my heart has rejected
Him. He has been so kind to me. “Why,
God? How?”
There is no difference between my rebellious
heart and the most violent of men, save for the perfect blood of Jesus that
brings me peace with God.
“But the
more I called Israel, the further they went from me. They sacrificed
to the Baals and they burned incense to images.
It was I who taught Ephraim to walk, taking them by the arms; but they
did not realize it was I who healed them.
I led them with cords of human kindness, with ties of love; I lifted the
yoke from their neck and bent down to feed them.”—Hosea 11:2-4
Wow! This is so raw, and i love that! It is just a testiment of what He is doing in your life! What a praise!
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