The definition of grace has never been more profound to my soul then in this current season.
GRACE--unmerited divine assistance given humans for their regeneration or sanctification.
There is the excitement of God speaking so profoundly into your life, the knowledge and understanding that God is whispering into your ear "this is the way you should go." God in all His foreknowledge prepares our hearts and our minds for the coming season. But Then..... the season comes, fear overwhelms, and our human hearts get the best of us and we begin to work in our own power and we put our trust in our own hands.
It does not take long to realize that the only power our hands hold is that of destruction, weariness, discouragement, and chaos. Our hearts become discouraged and we further our destruction by trying to find our identity, our security, and our purpose in the hearts of others.
It seems that at this point the only way that God can get us on our knees to be in communion with Him is to allow our own bodies to give out. Our own senses fail us, our own power is not strong enough, and our inner soul collapses and cries out--Oh God, save me from this.
Where strength fails, grace prevails.
We become empty,
but as soon as our cry hits heaven's ears,
divine Grace comes and fills us with hope.
How undeserving we are...to know that we hurt the heart of our God and yet with unmerited divine assistance, He reaches from His throne and speaks into our hearts----You are mine and I am Yours. I cry out to Him oh Abba Father--and He calls me His child of purpose.
GRACE--unmerited divine assistance given humans for their regeneration or sanctification.
There is the excitement of God speaking so profoundly into your life, the knowledge and understanding that God is whispering into your ear "this is the way you should go." God in all His foreknowledge prepares our hearts and our minds for the coming season. But Then..... the season comes, fear overwhelms, and our human hearts get the best of us and we begin to work in our own power and we put our trust in our own hands.
It does not take long to realize that the only power our hands hold is that of destruction, weariness, discouragement, and chaos. Our hearts become discouraged and we further our destruction by trying to find our identity, our security, and our purpose in the hearts of others.
It seems that at this point the only way that God can get us on our knees to be in communion with Him is to allow our own bodies to give out. Our own senses fail us, our own power is not strong enough, and our inner soul collapses and cries out--Oh God, save me from this.
Where strength fails, grace prevails.
We become empty,
but as soon as our cry hits heaven's ears,
divine Grace comes and fills us with hope.
How undeserving we are...to know that we hurt the heart of our God and yet with unmerited divine assistance, He reaches from His throne and speaks into our hearts----You are mine and I am Yours. I cry out to Him oh Abba Father--and He calls me His child of purpose.
You whisper over me and my heart screams for You God,
you take my hand and we begin again...