It is Saturday, and I finally resolved to pack up our 12 foot artificial Christmas tree this morning. My family dreads to put the thing up, and they groan when it is time to put it away. It was quite a gift of love to have our tree up this year, as originally, my husband set up a very pathetic looking "slim" four foot tree on a box in front of the bay window in our living room. It was so slim that it really did not want to hold the lights on the tree without tipping over to one side. I was depressed seeing this representation of what our Christmas felt like it would be after a difficult year as a family. This puny pathetic tree, was representing exactly how I was feeling inside. It was at this moment, that I had a breakthrough of sorts - well, more like a revelation of what was truly going on in this mind and heart of mine. I was suffering from "the feel sorry for myself syndrome". After recently losing my job (like nearly thousands of other poor people in this state) I had determined, that I had a worse life somehow.
I find it amazing how the Lord knows my name, He knows my quirkiness, He knows my temperament, and more than anything - He loves me, despite my selfishness. What a Savior, kind and true. I began to hear His voice in my quiet time, in the morning watching the sun rise, in music that touched my heart in a way that only the most intimate relationship between the God of the universe and I would ever be able to communicate with one another. Yes, the Lord is faithful and merciful, His love endures forever!
I find it amazing how the Lord knows my name, He knows my quirkiness, He knows my temperament, and more than anything - He loves me, despite my selfishness. What a Savior, kind and true. I began to hear His voice in my quiet time, in the morning watching the sun rise, in music that touched my heart in a way that only the most intimate relationship between the God of the universe and I would ever be able to communicate with one another. Yes, the Lord is faithful and merciful, His love endures forever!
