Loved by the King

Yesterday was a difficult day. The details are unimportant to this post, and maybe I’ll write about it later, but I was up til 2AM ranting and raving (to myself) and talking to God. I was finally exhausted enough to sleep, but I was not looking forward to today; it was one of those times when what I really wanted to do is retreat like a turtle in its shell and hide from the world for a while.

But “His mercies never end. They are new every morning…” (Lamentations 3:23) So I made myself get up and get ready. Last night I did NOT want to go to church at all this morning (the turtle thing), but the fellowship with other believers was just what I needed, and the Sunday school lesson EXACTLY addressed what I was dealing with. Which is odd, since it’s not a topic we usually deal with much in our class. Some would call that a coincidence — but I don’t think there is any such thing as coincidence.

And then the songs in worship today were just what I needed. Like this one:

“Heal my heart and make it clean;
Open up my eyes to the things unseen;
Show me how to love like you have loved me…”

And then the sermon — about honoring God and doing His will even when we face opposition — spoke to me as well.

This is one of those days where I just can’t fathom how anyone can NOT see that there is a God who is actively involved in our lives. Faith is not something I can literally touch, see, or feel, but I know that the God of the universe is intimately concerned with the details of my life.

“How can I keep from singing Your praise?
How can I ever say enough,
How amazing is Your love?
How can I keep from shouting Your name?
I know I am loved by the King,
And it makes my heart want to sing”

I pray that you may see Him at work in your life as well.

Jamie

Wife, mama, homeschooler, dog-wrangler. Introvert who finds joy in good books, sunshine, and authentic conversation. Fitness enthusiast and strength coach. Often seen with a steaming mug of tea in hand.