Sometimes it’s important for me to read over old posts. I hope this will encourage those of you who need it to “rejoice always”.
When our hearts hurt it’s easy to be angry with God but I think, for the first time, I don’t want to do that; I did not choose God, He chose me, which means that His love is true and real. I’m the broken one, the messy one, the inherently sinful one, and yet He still loves me. In the midst of this storm He is the calm, He is my hiding place, He is the eagle wrapping its great wings around me, covering me in His love.
He is the only constant thing in my life, He is my steady, faithful companion. Humans come and go; some stay for a long time, while others disappear after just a few days, but He is always there, always chasing after us, calling us back to Him when we stray too far. He is the reason I got out of bed this morning and…
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