A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same.
Elbert Hubbard (1856-1915)US Author
“For I hold you by your right hand–I, the Lord your God. I say to you, ‘Don’t be afraid. I am here to help you.'”
–I have this one posted as a sticky note on my monitor. It helps me to remember that even though I doubt my ability to write, he has given me the stories. My only job is to obey.
…And so I’m seriously late getting this out. Tuesday came and went in a heartbeat, I think. I didn’t even remember until last night in church.
Why is it that I always remember stuff while in the middle of listening to my pastor preach? I know I can’t be the only one.
Occasionally questions occur to me that I’d like to ask God and get a verbal answer. Of course, now that I’m sitting here writing this I can’t remember one. Sometimes, though, I wonder why God continues to love us. We continually throw that love back in his face, not just as a world, or nation, or even a church, but as individuals. I can see in my past where I’ve done it a number of times. So my one question of the day is…God, why do you still love me?
If you had one question you’d like to ask God, what would it be?