Thursday, November 8, 2007 - Day Eight... My Salvation
Most Holy God,
I come to You today... looking only to the cross... and clinging with all of my strength... and if only in these moments that are too few and far between, my desire is to get lost in You. To be so overwhelmed with the eternal life I've now been given.
Lord, how does one ever thank Someone for such a gift? I don't know what others feel... I don't know what it's like to have always been a Christian (although I pray that testimony for my children). All I know is the filth and mire You saved me from. The life I lived, never knowing the Promise of something more... something so unimaginable to someone that's never heard... never understood... never experienced.
When I think of that life Lord, I can hardly recognize that young woman... yet You knew her... You loved her... even in the darkest of moments... Oh how Your heart must have ached to watch... to know there was more, but so far away.
Sometimes I try so hard to leave that life behind... I try to forget. I'm ashamed to even look back and see with these "new eyes"... but it's when I turn away from the past that You remind me... and turn me around to look back... it's because of that life that I am lost for words... and so lost in love with You today. It's because of the dirt... that I am thankful beyond words that I have been washed clean...
Lord, thank You for bringing me to where I am today... thank You for freeing me from my past... but in the promise of a future, I know that I cannot forget the past I left behind, for it is with that past, both mine and my husband's, that the passion for You is ignited. Let that fire never dwindle Lord... no matter how much it hurts to look back... let me not forget where I came from and what You did to bring me here, and let me teach my children so they too, will understand the need the world has for You... that they will never look over the ones who need You.
Thank You for breaking me Lord... each and every single time, for in those times I am reminded... it's never been about anything but You... and for You.
Amy,
I could have written your past 2 posts with very few changes. My "grudge" has been harbored at my youngest son (adopted at 3 and a pain in the rear when he first came home). Thank you!
God bless,
Christine
and a woman seeking the Lord's Will (daily), a wife (striving to keep the romance alive), a "Smamma" (Step- mother) of one and a homeschooling mom of seven (I was never going to have children), who starts every day over (after messing SOME thing up the day before), knowing God's grace is overflowing (just like my laundry), and so thankful He's blessed me more than I'll ever deserve.
Thursday, November 8, 2007 - past 2 posts
I could have written your past 2 posts with very few changes. My "grudge" has been harbored at my youngest son (adopted at 3 and a pain in the rear when he first came home). Thank you!
God bless,
Christine