I remember the bottom, my lowest point.
In the midst of my divorce, in my failure and shame–sitting in my car, tears flowing down, and being broken.
I remember how He met me there on that Christmas day, and how it was only when I reached the end of myself that I was able to look up and away from my own selfish and wretched heart, and up to Him, who was willing, and ready, and able, to pull me out of my muddy clay pit and rescue me from even myself.
And I remember what a long journey it has been to be set free from my own self-condemnation. I remember how God’s forgiveness was instant, yet how forgiving myself took so very long. Long because I had to really belive that His sacrifice was enough for what I’d done. That is was complete and sufficient to rescue me from my mess.
And I remember now, how being healed feels. How free I am, now that I really allowed myself to be found by His mercy. How profoundly thankful I am to have been met by His grace…and enveloped by the vastness of His love.
And I bow with profound gratitude for all He has done for me and offer my very self as a living sacrifice to be used in whatever way He would choose…
And I will always remember.
What are you remembering today?
What has God done for you?