It’s been
tough lately. Feeling very
under-appreciated as a mom. It’s times
like these that I remember one of the reasons I love God so much. It’s because He loves me very much. He has never: let me down, shut me out, held
me back, wasted my time, walked out on me, turned His back on me or stabbed me
in the back, given me the cold shoulder, been more interested in anything or
anyone but me, spoken disrespectfully to me or hurt me with mean words,
disregarded my needs, etc, etc.
He is honest,
direct, caring, kind, generous, merciful, compassionate, someone I can look up
to and admire in His person. Even in His
discipline as my Dad, He is all of these.
And so, on this day that celebrates love, I remember the One who loves
me most: God the Father, God the Son and God the Spirit. My thanks to You for being the greatest Love
of my life.
Forever Yours,
Vicky
I love those who love me, and those who seek me
diligently find me.
Pr. 8:17