In the soft, sacred silence before dawn breaks, my soul awakens to a profound realization - I am held. Not just momentarily, not just conditionally, but completely and eternally by a love that transcends human understanding.
Your mercy is not a distant concept, but a living, breathing reality that has painted every moment of my existence. From my first breath to this very instant, Your hands have been underneath me, supporting me, guiding me through landscapes of joy and valleys of challenge. Each step I've taken, each tear I've shed, each triumph I've celebrated - You have been there, quietly weaving Your grace through the intricate details of my life.
When morning light first touches my eyes, it's not just sunlight I experience, but Your gentle reminder of renewal. Every sunrise is a promise - a testament that Your compassion is not exhausted, that Your love does not waver. The very breath filling my lungs is a gift, a whispered declaration of Your ongoing commitment to my journey.
My life is not a series of random events, but a carefully orchestrated symphony of Your love. When I've stumbled, You've caught me. When I've been lost, You've redirected me. When I've been broken, You've restored me. Your mercy isn't a occasional intervention, but a constant, flowing river of compassion that surrounds me completely.
My heart cannot help but burst into worship. Not because everything has been perfect, but because through every imperfection, You have remained perfectly faithful. The goodness of God is not dependent on my circumstances, but is a fundamental truth that exists beyond my understanding.
In the quiet moments before sleep claims me, when the world grows still and my soul is most transparent, I am overwhelmed by Your presence. You know me - not just my actions, but the deepest chambers of my heart. And yet, Your love never diminishes, never withdraws.
So I will sing. I will declare. I will testify.
Your mercy never fails me.
Your love never leaves me.
Your hands never let me go.
From the first moment of consciousness to the peaceful surrender of sleep, my life is a continuous song of thanksgiving. A melody of trust. A symphony of divine love.
In You, I am found. In You, I am whole. In You, I am home.
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