Thy lovingkindess is better than life

I know what I'm suppose to do but I feel so weak that I can't do it. And so I turn to You, weeping coz my heart is torn. I can't keep it in. The tears flow out against my will. But I turn to You...

And I thank you for your words and for speaking to me. And I thank You for overwhelming me with with Your love for me and making me realise how undeserving I am. I guess, God, you know best and I don't. I don't understand what You are doing but I know You love me and You'll never give me something that will harm me. I don't understand but I trust You to do Your good work. I trust You because You are God. Not because of what You have done but because who You say You are.

I am sorry Lord for not giving You the worship and praise that You deserve. Often I lift-up myself too highly not understanding how much I put You down when I do that. I'm sorry Lord. Father, may You increase and may I decrease. It's not even easy to say that but who am I to think that I should lift myself up? I am not. And you know Chris Tomlin's song Indescribable? It's a nice song and this line is amazing :

You see the depths of my heart and you love me the same.

And I think about it hard and yeah, how can anyone look into the depths of my heart and yet still love me the same. And love me so great!!!

Ps 8
O Lord, our Lord,
How excellent is Your name in all the earth,
Who have set Your glory above the heavens!

Out of the mouth of babes and nursing infants
You have ordained strength,
Because of Your enemies,
That You may silence the enemy and the avenger.

When I consider Your heavens, the work of Your fingers,
The moon and the stars, which You have ordained,

What is man that You are mindful of him,
And the son of man that You visit him?

For You have made him a little lower than the angels,
And YOU have crowned him with glory and honour.

O Lord, our Lord,
How excellent is Your name in all the earth!


Isaiah 40

All flesh is grass, and all its loveliness is like the flower of the field.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
Because the breath of the lord blows upon it;
Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers, the flower fades,
But the word of our God stands forever.

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