One of my favourite verses is the reason for the title of my blog. I cling to this verse many, many days. I long for the days when we will see 'face to face'. For now, I sometimes feel like it's a very, VERY long night and morning will never come.
Some days are so good! Nothing can touch me. People can fling their crap at me and it just rolls right off. Even if it does stick, I make something better out of it.
Then there are days like today. And yesterday. Hmmmm, and the day before that too. They fling their crap and it sticks. And then it starts to pile up. And then it becomes heavy and weighs me down. And I can't even imagine that there is enough water and soap to clean it off.
I'm so thankful that the ultimate 'cleaner' cares for me. I just don't understand why it takes so long to put me in the bath. Is it because I have dug my heels in and refuse my bath? I don't think so....and yet, I still feel laden with so much dirt tonight.
Still, I lift up my hands and cry, "Please, Daddy, bath time?"
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