Heard a song yesterday. Profound.
It made me think about things. God's love for me, his child. God's love for my children--how it mirrors my own. Tender, sweet, fierce.
I so often refuse to look at how God constantly and consistently has demonstrated his love for me. I get wrapped up in the "not quite perfects" of life. I focus on the few things about my life that I would change, rather than the abundance of gifts that he has given me.
But when I stop to think about it, my heart is drawn to pause. Teary. Breathless. I am at a loss and out of my depths at a God who has such infinite love for his children. For me. His child. And I am shamed. At my lack of obedience, at my depth of foolishness, my vast carelessness with this love.
Hopeful. That at least for a few moments, every once in a while I will remember. Demonstrate. Love.
