Last night, as I lay in bed and was pondering over what had happened as mentioned in my previous post (on God helping me to keep my promise to Him despite me wilingly, purposely wanting to break it), it dawned upon me, deep in my heart that, "Wow, God loves me. He loves me enough to step in even when I go against Him, even in the littlest of things like giving in to my temptation of buying unnecessary clothes. I wanted to break my promise, but He cared enough to help me out and to let me know that He's always there for me, guiding me, stopping me should I veer towards the wrong path." It was like Psalm 23 made real! I felt God's tender, fatherly love. It has been a while since I last felt that.
Many times I know in my head that yes, God loves me. He loves me to send His Son, Jesus, to die for my sins. A lot of head knowledge, but not often the heartfelt, emotional resonance that ought to accompany the head knowledge. So last night was one of the rare moments of realising in my heart that God truly loves me, and that His undeserved grace for me is real.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. -2 Corinthians 12:9
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