When your morning starts off with six girls yelling your name and banging on your window for 15 minutes at 6:30 am, sometimes all you can do is get up and try to redeem the day by making homemade biscuits and eggs after they leave. Yeah, those schoolgirls aren't so adorable at 6:30 in the morning. This isn't the first time they've done this. Apparently our "This is not polite in either of our cultures. Please don't do it again." talk made no difference.
As I sit and drink my hot cup of tea, honestly the ugliness in my heart is still flaring and raging quite a bit. It's moments like these when I realize just how much I am not like the Son.
Well, that was an effective way to drive me into your arms, G-d. Definitely not the preferred way, but effective. You knew what my stubborn, lazy heart needed. Grace, my King, I so need grace right now. Forgive my frustrations and anger. Redeem the day and my heart. Teach me to walk how you walked.
This is the day that the Lord has made; I will rejoice and be glad in it.
"This I call to mind, and therefore I have hope:
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end.
They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
'The Lord is my portion,' says my soul, 'therefore I will hope in him.'" - Lam 3:21-24
Love your heart... your patience is a testament to me! I am not so sure I would have been as kind as you. Soon, I will get to see you & that time cannot come soon enough :)
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Oh girl I totally identify with this...it seems like I am being reminded all the time how NOT like him I am...and it's constantly driving me to his throne of grace to ask for ever more patience and mercy. Love this.
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