God's Love

God's love. This may seem rambling, simplistic, perhaps even a bit redundant. It doesn't really matter as the purpose of speaking of God's love isn't to convey something new. Instead it's to reaffirm that which has existed from the dawn of time. To give thanks for his mercy and care in my life. I thought that I could run my life, that I could some how magically lift myself to a higher plane, to achieve without him. I felt an emptiness that I tried to fill in so many ways but nothing could fill that void. I became detached, cynical and in the end, numb. Thank God that He knew there was something He had planned for this beaten and battered old derelict. It's only been a week since He lifted me from my own misery but it seems a lifetime. Every day I struggle only to obey, to follow the path He has set for me and to wait and watch as His plan for my life unfolds. Be that plan feast of famine I pray that God will use me to His glory and help me to become what He would have me be. Amen