As I gave my testimony last night I realized something. I long for bad things to happen in my life, when I should be rejoicing in the fact that those things haven’t happened and that God has been my provider and has protected me. I reach and try to find things that hurt me although those things didn’t hurt me. It’s like if you were to fall down and get a small scracth and you want some attention so instead of saying “Hey! Do you guys see me? ” or asking asking Jesus “Am I still yours?”, we force a wound, we make it bleed. Then, someone comes along and says let me help you, let me love you for a moment! When if we would’ve just look to Him. He is ours and we our His. He is constantly LOVING us! He is always giving us attetion, and we are FOREVER HIS FAVORITE! He shows me Everyday,and He wants to show you too if you just let Him.
Be still today! Open your eyes, ask your Dad! Papa how am I your favorite?
