Life is hard sometimes
My life seems like series of near misses (with many attempts that came nowhere near going in). It makes me feel guilty for not walking in triumph with Jesus. I clunk with shame way more than I swoosh with “well done.” How good it is that Jesus loves me because God is love, not because I am lovely.
I felt so alone.
Then I noticed the wheat fields below,
The pattern of Your touch,
You hold me in your hand.
Then I noticed the beautiful clouds above,
Floating in blue.
You lift me up to draw me near.
You have enclosed me behind and before, And laid Your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; It is too high, I cannot attain to it. Psalm 139:5-6