It's dawned on me that to a degree, it's like Jesus' love for me - I didn't do anything to deserve it. This love says nothing about my own goodness, my own character, my own good works. It says everything about my friends.This love - and Jesus' love - is bestowed upon me in spite of my shortcomings, my failures, my imperfections.
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We spend so much time waiting for God to show up in the hugest of miracles - curing illnesses, transforming the lives of unbelieving family members and friends. But sometimes we forget that He's present in the whispers as well as in the deafening screams.
I've had a couple of conversations with people over the last couple of weeks just talking about giving God the glory for everything. Even if it's something as small as your favourite song coming on the radio on the way to work, the ice cream you're craving being on sale, or three different friends buying you coffee in a twenty-four hour span.
Some people may call that over-spiritualization, but how can we as Christians say that we believe that God is in everything and He allows everything that happens to happen but then we go and say that He had nothing to do with those seemingly super small things?
(Back to the point tho.)
I'm grateful today that God uses people in my life who are special to me to show me small glimpses of His deep and unconditional love for all of His children. These special small moments remind me that God is sovereign over everything. He is so good, and so faithful all the time. And even when my heart wanders, He is still consistent. He is seeking me and placing practical reminders directly in my path that redirect my heart back to Himself - the One whom my soul loves.
I don't know if they'll read this, but thank you Hannah, Jamie, and Rachel for buying me coffee. It was a small, selfless thing for you to do, but it spoke volumes to my heart.
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