God is good.
The Father is blowing my mind with the truth of that simple statement
lately.
It’s becoming real to me. It’s not just a quick Christianese line to whip
out when I don’t know what else to say. It’s going deeper and deeper into
me, soaking into my bones and becoming the theme of my songs.
Because if He truly is good, if that is His character, then He has to be good
ALL the time and not just some of the time.
I’m not saying that I completely understand this or have it even partially
figured out. I’m just beginning to wade a little deeper into the waters.
Yes. I do know there is pain in and around us.
With my own eyes I’ve seen poverty and destitution all over the world. I
know what it’s like to have a little African boy beg me to take him with me as
I’m leaving on a bus for the next country. I’ve seen precious lady boys
selling their bodies on street corners in Malaysia. Thinking back on
gypsy homes made out of garbage in Romania isn’t a pleasant memory.
We all know too well of the brokenness in our homes and in our souls.
Abuse, neglect, abandonment, disappointment and failed marriages are seemingly
everywhere.
I say these things to let you know that I’m not just saying that God is good
from an all “rainbows and butterflies” perspective.
Life is hard. Times can be tough. The enemy, Satan, is out to kill,
steal and destroy (John 10:10). There are horrors all around us, but I
still see Hope. I still see a Light, though it may be faint, in the midst
of the darkest of situations.
My eyes are continually being drawn to the glimpse of hope, the scent of
possible redemption and restoration.
I know that I know that I know that God is good. He has to be. He
must be. I will bank it all on this truth and aim to live my life as a
reflection of His goodness.
I know what He’s done in me. I may not be able to convince you with a
smooth argument, but I will testify until my dying day of His goodness and
faithfulness and how He has saved a wretch like me.
I see His fingerprints on every snow-capped mountain. I hear His whisper
in the sound of the waves relentlessly crashing on the shores. I feel His
Spirit moving through me as the wind blows gently through the woods
A baby’s laugh is a reminder of His joy. A wrinkled and weathered smile
is testament to His faithfulness. The stars are always declaring His
majesty!
At only 26 I know that I will experience more difficulty and failure and hurt in
my lifetime. Life won’t be easy, but it’ll be FULL. It will be rich
with memories and deep with relationships.
Call me foolish and naive, but I’m beginning to know this God. I’m
beginning to truly experience His Spirit. Feeling filled but craving more.
There is nothing sweeter than His presence. Jesus’ blood has covered me
and cleansed me of my filth. He has made me new, hallelujah!
He is my Rock and my Salvation. I highly recommend knowing this man
called Jesus. Nothing compares with His love. He is good. I
will stake my life on it.
It’s unfathomable but true, and I
must say it again. God is good. He is so so good!
Find out for yourself.
“Your promises have been thoroughly tested, and your servant loves
them.”
Psalm 119:140
