That moment when you realize, through it all, what a loving God one has. How deep indeed is the Father’s love, how vast beyond all measure, that He gave His only Son to make a wretch His treasure, how great the pain of searing lose, the Father turned His face away, as wounds which mar the chosen One, bring many sons to glory.
Beside the gift He gave, just the tender regard I find from Him, and the special way He speaks to me. Whenever things become too much, I write, and in writing poetry He speaks to me, and I oft, rather always I think, walk away with great consolation. Something I learnt from the Psalms, as I pour out my complaint before Him as it is, but ever with reverence for who He is, but in my crying He speaks to make those tears dry, or cry more at the thought, how could I ever doubt Him!
But through it all, I’m learning to stand in Him. But I’m also glad for the support He provides through His own. My sister today said she’s thankful for trials: I would not phrase it exactly that way, but I’ve learnt some good lessons this year through trial, for which I’m thankful.
One lesson I learnt this evening; as one’s body is just drained, strained, tired, but yet insomniac, and that which used to help with sleep losing effect. And seemingly not having the energy to study, that I just decide to study in my mind with meditating on Scripture I remember. What I learnt was – I need to memorise more, find myself blocked in Revelation 22 thinking to myself, how does it start by the way? :). Nevertheless I managed to glean some choice grasps from there. Actually thinking – I must get a pulpit. Lol. Ok not now.
Indeed it is for grace that one is thankful. Indeed His grace is sufficient.
“The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen.”