Monday, February 14, 2011

My daily med

More tortuous than all else is the human heart, beyond remedy;
who can understand it?
Jerimiah 17:9

 It used to be I never saw God at work in my life, now almost nothing occurs where I can't see his sneaky interplay. As a lover there is no question. No one has ever loved me as unconditionally, no strings attached, as He has nor has anyone ever demanded as much from me, albeit with paramount gentleness... a bruised reed he shall not break, a smoldering wick he shall not quench... Indeed, he knows how bruised we all are.

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