I couldn’t get the zip up of this high back dress today... so I cried -scrap that I bawled. Separation sucks and it has a nasty way of sneaking up on you over trivial things like zips that you can’t reach but you know what keeps coming back to me - it’s God, who is purely holy and righteous, loving and gracious and people reject Him. I have many faults, many shortcomings but you Lord - your perfect, you ways are right. People can lie and pretend to one another but to you God, you see the depths of our heart and you see through the lies. You know when someone says I love you with their lips but their heart is far from you. You sent your son, your only son to a people who were not your people and you called them your people. I don’t claim to fully know the heart of the father, truly, but I have this tiny window, not even that, tiny crack, of the suffering and heartache that you feel when your people forsake you and Lord it’s bringing me to my knees. Lord may you keep me faithful to you. May you teach me to love vulnerably still. May your grace daily have an effect on my life and may my devotion to you not grow cold, weary or faint - but rather may it grow...by your grace.
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