We forget. 

Why do we forget so easily the deep love God has for us? 

We spend Sunday’s with him. Talk about how blessed we are like we are discussing what we ate for breakfast. Every once in awhile we see the spark of the divine in others and feel something. But we stuff it down. Emotion is not socially appropriate. Makes us look weak.

I often cry in desperation to him, and he comforts me. I often spend my commute time in worship as tears stream down my face while I ponder the overwhelming grace I’ve experienced in my life.

I am not worthy and yet he loves me. I disappoint him daily, yet he loves me. My thoughts are dark and selfish, yet he loves me.

Thank you God for showing me what true love looks like. Help me to never forget. 


About Rebecca

I am a Mother of three girls, a woman after God's heart, a special education teacher and a knit a holic. I have the best friends a woman can ask for, an addiction to worship music and a daughter with Epilepsy. I am beyond blessed in all situations I am in, will be in or have been in. God is good.
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