I don’t deserve this life
But He tells me I’m good
Because I was made by Him
And He is good
Only good
Always good.
Perfection isn’t meant for me
Understanding isn’t for me
But love is for me
It’s on me, in me.
I am holy, righteous and pure.
But I am broken –
But that’s exactly where He wants me.
Brokenness is where He finds me
And when I choose to stay there
To die to myself every day
To choose His ways over my feeble attempts
Nothing will stop my shining
Because His light
Seeps through
Blasts through the cracks.
That’s cool. God is really cool.
He loves me radically
And I’m wild about Him.
I will never know His plans for me
Not completely
And that frustrates me sometimes
Because I’m a human
And I like control.
But He makes it fun
Keeps me on my toes
Surprises me around every corner
Jumping up and out with excitement
Only wanting to bring a smile to my face
Comfort to my bones
Peace to my heart.
I’m lucky to call Him Abba
And He tells me He’s blessed to call me child.
He makes creation complex
Intricate to fascinate and amaze me ;
But He makes His love simple
Unchanging
Never ending
Constant
Satisfying
Sustaining
Impossible
Perfect.
