|Hmmm, a prompt to write stumps me...|
When choosing a name for our youngest, we chose David because we learned that it means the same thing as my name and well, who wants to name their son Amy? Awkward with a capital A!
But yesterday, following Ann Voskamp's #1000Gifts prompt to write three ways I feel His love in my journal I didn't feel like I was one of God's beloveds. I stared at my journal entry spot's blankness and heard the ticking of the clock in the background and finally wrote what this: I DON'T FEEL HIS LOVE.
There. I said/wrote it. Hate me for being so blunt? I felt rather dirty when I wrote it. But based on the prior 24 hours, that's exactly what I was feeling about this One Who calls me Beloved. As a matter of fact, my pity party was so "hearty" that I felt that everyone I know must not love me. How's that for honesty?
Then I went to Bible study and to my good fortune I was reminded of simple things that caused me to remember His continuous love for me:
- For God so loved the whole world that He gave His only Son... (John 3:16)
- Nothing can separate me from the love of Christ. (Romans 8:31-40)
- He'll never leave me nor forsake me. (Hebrews 13:5)
So as soon as I returned home from Bible study, I repented and I filled in the three spots in my journal entry and I meant what I wrote.
I'm glad that by the time the sun set yesterday, I not only felt that He loves me but I also knew that He loves me.
I like it when this beloved's heart and mind connect.
I'm writing with a bunch of other beloveds (who may not all have my same name) at