I think about those times when I felt alone. Those times where I had no one to run to or cling too. My racing thoughts would consume me. The times I was desperate for a change and needed answers.
The times I was on my face seeking the Lord. Desperate! Desperate I became. I needed a way out. I needed his delivering power to set me free.
Than he came! He saw my desperation. He came with power and his all consuming love. He burned up all that was not of him. He took away my pain, my shame and all my misfortunes. He gave me love. A love so deep that changed ME.
He changed what I thought my identity was for his identity. He held me in his arms and never let me go. He taught me how to love, how to pray, how to war, how to seek His face to get the answers I so desperately needed. He taught me how to forgive and to love the unlovable.
Only by his love and his mercy was I able to know of Him. I became friends with my living room floor and other floors. The tears that would drench the carpet. So desperate, so in need of my savior, my deliverer, my healer.
His love exploded in my heart. His love I cannot contain it. It feels as though I can burst at the seams. All because of his drawing power from his heart to mine.
I cried to the Lord and HE answered ME and HE DELIVERED Me from all my fears. Psalm 34:4
Than Christ will make HIS home in your hearts as you trust him. Your roots will grow down into God's love and keep you strong. And may you have the power to understand, as all God's people should, how wide, how high, and how deep his love is. Ephesians 3:17-18