Jesus, you are still good. Even when I run my car into another. You are still faithful. Even when multiple friends are having kids, and life changes are coming. You know what the heck is going on. Even when I see no signs of redemption in the ones I love. You know how I am a sheep and freaking stupid and yet, you are gentle. Teach me to trust in your provision that has proved me again and again. Teach me to give and give until nothing is left; but then you give more. Teach me to love endlessly and unconditionally. Your kingdom comes, and far too often my will is done- remove it, root out selfishness, change my deceitful heart. Teach me to hold steadfastly to your will. My heart is an idol factory. Yet, You give me more grace. Oh how grateful am I the debtor who is constrained to thee. Hold me, the debtor, close... oh so close I have no questions of your voice. I choose to rest in the promises of your word that are sealed across my heart, and the piercing beauty of your name.
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