I am reminiscing and reliving the moment when God first found me. I was bathing with mud but he picked me up anyhow, I was filled with dirt but He embraced me anyway. Without second thoughts, without hesitation He held my hand and said “you are forgiven”. It was His mercy that showed me how to really live.
I have been in the business of loving people as a fulltime worker for 7 years and I’d be hypocrite if I'll say that I have lived my life according to God’s standards all of the time. Most of my time was spent way shorter from being holy and way farther from sharing His love. But God never left me even so. I have lived my missionary life with His grace. His grace took me to greater heights; His grace allowed me to experience things I have never even thought possible; His grace brought me people who have not just become instruments of His love but objects of it.
Grace and mercy taught me how to really live and love. Apparently, I have forgotten the lesson so He is patiently teaching it once more.
My God is not tired, never was and will never get tired of loving me.
My God is not tired, never was and will never get tired of loving me.
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“Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. I have failed to live out my covenant with you faithfully. My heart is pained for offending you, but I know that your heart is grieved even more. Have mercy on me, God, in your goodness; in your abundant compassion blot out my offense. Wash away all my guilt; from my sin cleanse me. A clean heart create for me, God; renew in me a steadfast spirit. Amen.”
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