O me of little faith!

A lot to think about, but no time to say it all:

Rich or poor, what God has for me is enough.

Single or married, where I am is what God wants.
Broken or strong, Jesus died for me to surrender.

Bringing me into his Kingdom isn't where it stops, and he will sustain me in any way he see's fit. This is a truth, but a hard truth to believe in times of weakness and vulnerability.

It's really hard to understand my Father running so quickly towards me, so much abandon of properness or status, to see me on the road home - yet a long way off. But he did, proving conventional ways of doing things are man made illusions of safety - he broke through my barrier of death, sin, flesh and a heart of stone.

The Gospel is good, but it isn't safe.

That you O Lord don't show me the fullness of my sin is not only a magnanimous grace, but proof that you don't want my heart crushed because you love me as your son. Devastating grace, how I want to understand the eternality of my debt paid in full at one moment. Why do I insist on forgetting? Why do I choose my flesh over redemption? I have a low view of God, a wrong view of his Word. You could write my sins in the dust on my bible cover.

Thank you Lord for lavishing me in grace, help me to love you more and know your truth.

I only want to know obedience, and the hard but rewarding road that it accompanies.
I only want to know Jesus fully, and let all else I know pale in comparison.

And a very heavy, sobering, and life-changing amen to cling to this passage:

Matthew 6:25-34

“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you. 

“Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.