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, mom, grandma. Introvert who finds joy in good books, sunshine, and authentic conversation. Fitness enthusiast and personal trainer. Often seen with a steaming mug of tea in hand.