I was reading a familiar passage in my Bible yesterday, but one particular verse struck my heart chords differently than it has in the past. In the passage, God was looking remorsefully on the muddiness and rebellion of humankind.
"The LORD regretted that he had made human beings on the earth, and his heart was deeply troubled." Genesis 6:6 (NIV)
God was sad.
God was sad, and I find myself wanting to hug God.
I WANT TO TELL HIM THAT EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY.
BUT...
I am the one.
I am the one that has troubled His heart.
{Sigh}
Then I heart it.
He whispers.
He whispers grace...
The God-of-Jesus grace that I don't deserve... can't even be responsible enough to hold onto...
He gives and re-gives it, and He baptizes me in it over-and-over again.
GRACE.
GRACE.
GRACE.
I feel His embrace.
Then I hear it clear, God telling me...
Telling. Me.
EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY.
And I know it will.
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All is grace,
