You are the air I breathe
I'm desperate for you, I'm lost without you.
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These lines sound like they come from a love song. And they do. But not just any love song, but a love song to my Creator. A love song to the One who loves me more than any earthly mortal could possibly love me. And while I can sing these words and sound (and truly feel) like I am mean them with all my heart, I can in no way match the tenderness and love He has in His heart for me. He has a love for me that is beyond anything that I can comprehend. He is there at every turn, at every breath.
And yet, knowing that, why do I allow myself to stumble along as if I'm alone? Why do I worry and fret as if I'm the one in control and everything depends on me? Why do I insist on carrying today's burdens, worries and troubles by myself? Why do I ignore the hand He is holding out to me, the offer to carry me over the roughest places, hurting Him with my rejection?
And, yet, even though I have treated Him this way, He gently calls me again. And when, through the noise of my own troubledness, I finally hear Him, and reach for His hand, I feel safe again.
Isn't He beautiful,
Isn't He wonderful
I find it so interesting that you use the image of His Hand because that has just been replaying over and over in my life. And yet, I still don't hand it over, really. This inspires me to do it -- tonight and for real. So glad you linked up today!
ReplyDeleteHurting him with my rejection, that line just pierced me straight through. I have been suffering with being rejected and know how painful that is, how can I in turn reject my ever-loving Father?
ReplyDeleteit never ceases to amaze me how common we all are? how often I find myself feeling this same way! and He brings me back around to His love for me and sends me back out again.
ReplyDeleteI am so grateful for grace today...knowing I am broken and I always have a place to go for healing as I progress along in this journey. I LOVED reading your words of real...nice to meet you. I don't think I've been here before?
xo
"...through the noise of my own troubledness..." This spoke to me. I so often get my own thoughts clammoring through my mind that I fail to hear the soft voice of God. I need to work on that. Thank you for putting words to my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Pamela
Why do I allow myself to stumble along as if I am alone?
ReplyDeleteI don't know! But, this is something I am trying to work on and I completely connected with.
These words I relate to: "...through the noise of my own troubledness, I finally hear Him...". Wonderful reminder and beautifully put!
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