I've spent too much time lately being critical and standing on a soapbox. After sitting for an hour trying to decide what to write in this blog, starting one topic and deleting it all within minutes and starting on something new, I've gotten to the point where all I can do is give glory to the one who is holding my life and the world in the palm of His hand. As I sit meditating on the incredibly awesome greatness of His love and all that He has done for me, all of my petty criticisms and cynical ideas about how I think things should work crumble beneath the weight that is the goodness of God. Words fall pathetically short, and I feel all I can do is to fall to my knees and worship. His love is so big, so perfect, and exactly what I need, but not what I deserve.
"I made known to them your name, and I will continue to make it known, that the love with which you have loved me may be in them, and I in them." (Jesus, speaking to the Father. John 17:26)
