As I watched the waves crashing onto the shore yesterday, it's such a sweet reminder of how God's love is with us. It keeps coming. Whether through storms or low tide, the waves don't stop. Just because it looks different than what it did, they are still always there. He loves me when I am on my knees, face-down in prayer, just as much as He does when I am face-down in the middle of my sin. I still don't understand a love that deep and that good.
The waves are how God's grace is, at least with me. I come to what feels like my end, that this must be the hardest moment of my life, and His grace comes swooping down to save me, brings me back on my feet, and carries me through. Then I look back on all of the other times, convinced I had already reached the hardest moments, and He has carried me through it all. He is always saving us, and is so faithful through it.
This was a difficult year. Yet I am standing on the brink of a new chapter, ready to close the final page of the last one, all wrapped up in knowing that I am His. And then I realize I've been reflecting on this year all wrong. That He was constantly saving me. Jesus, you came down to me every day.
This year, He brought me to serve His people in Haiti. To love on the most beautiful faces I have ever known who forever stay etched in my memory. And from that He sparked a passion to love and serve His children that has not gone away since.
This year, He opened my heart again to what human love should look like on this earth; bearing your all, giving all that you have, constantly asking forgiveness for falling short. Of the person who knows the dirtiest part of your soul, yet looks you dead in the eye and says I love every single piece of you.
This year was full of constant laughter, sunsets, hugs, ice cream, and worship.
Full of days without a cloud in the sky, days where I start running and never want to stop, along with days when the only thing I have left in me is You to cling to.
This year, His goodness gave me exactly what I had asked for, along with the assurance that it will never be enough - that only Jesus can satisfy our souls.
This year, He brought my best friend back to me. He brought back to life things that I had sworn had already been done.
This year, He brought me back to Egypt. A place I have loved more than any soil I've ever stepped on.
His grace has never stopped covering me once.
This year, He provided for the friends closest to my heart as He takes them on the path He has written out for them.
You showed your grace. You brought down your son. You call me your daughter. You brought me out of death and gave me new life. Yes, this was a hard year, but Jesus you never stopped showing up. Even when I swore that you were completely silent Lord. You were right there - in the midst of my sin you were right there pulling me in even closer to you. Teaching me that we have to turn from our ways, from ourself, to walk with you. You brought me to the place of brokenness, of total surrender, of utter dependance, to run to you that could not have been paved any other way. He uses everything. Because even through all of it, He never lets go of our hands once. I am aware that the actual hardest moment of my life is probably not behind me. Yet He is always by my side. Even through the pain, He has a purpose. And even when I can't see it, I have faith that He can.
And I would do it 1000x over and over to have it lead me back to You.
Our sin is great,
You love is greater
The waves are how God's grace is, at least with me. I come to what feels like my end, that this must be the hardest moment of my life, and His grace comes swooping down to save me, brings me back on my feet, and carries me through. Then I look back on all of the other times, convinced I had already reached the hardest moments, and He has carried me through it all. He is always saving us, and is so faithful through it.
This was a difficult year. Yet I am standing on the brink of a new chapter, ready to close the final page of the last one, all wrapped up in knowing that I am His. And then I realize I've been reflecting on this year all wrong. That He was constantly saving me. Jesus, you came down to me every day.
This year, He brought me to serve His people in Haiti. To love on the most beautiful faces I have ever known who forever stay etched in my memory. And from that He sparked a passion to love and serve His children that has not gone away since.
This year, He opened my heart again to what human love should look like on this earth; bearing your all, giving all that you have, constantly asking forgiveness for falling short. Of the person who knows the dirtiest part of your soul, yet looks you dead in the eye and says I love every single piece of you.
This year was full of constant laughter, sunsets, hugs, ice cream, and worship.
Full of days without a cloud in the sky, days where I start running and never want to stop, along with days when the only thing I have left in me is You to cling to.
This year, His goodness gave me exactly what I had asked for, along with the assurance that it will never be enough - that only Jesus can satisfy our souls.
This year, He brought my best friend back to me. He brought back to life things that I had sworn had already been done.
This year, He brought me back to Egypt. A place I have loved more than any soil I've ever stepped on.
His grace has never stopped covering me once.
This year, He provided for the friends closest to my heart as He takes them on the path He has written out for them.
You showed your grace. You brought down your son. You call me your daughter. You brought me out of death and gave me new life. Yes, this was a hard year, but Jesus you never stopped showing up. Even when I swore that you were completely silent Lord. You were right there - in the midst of my sin you were right there pulling me in even closer to you. Teaching me that we have to turn from our ways, from ourself, to walk with you. You brought me to the place of brokenness, of total surrender, of utter dependance, to run to you that could not have been paved any other way. He uses everything. Because even through all of it, He never lets go of our hands once. I am aware that the actual hardest moment of my life is probably not behind me. Yet He is always by my side. Even through the pain, He has a purpose. And even when I can't see it, I have faith that He can.
And I would do it 1000x over and over to have it lead me back to You.
Our sin is great,
You love is greater
