"The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full." John 10:10
"This is what the Sovereign Lord, the Holy One of Israel says: 'In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength, but you would have none of it.'" Isaiah 30:15
I knew when my feet hit the floor this morning that the day would be filled with a battle. The battle between my flesh and Your Spirit. The battle of belief. The Thief has a constant habit of attempting to steal my joy- the joy that You've given me in Yourself- and of trying to beat me over the head enough with lies to give me amnesia. I think he hopes I'll forget who I am because of You. So often, Jesus, I do. I forget that I am a daughter of the King--Your daughter, King Jesus, Your little girl. Today, my heart had simultaneous emotions- like a split personality.
There was a dull sadness over missing my earthly Daddy and a yearning to rest in You--my heavenly Daddy. The lies took their toll and I gave in, forgetting that You are everything I need. So, I ran back to the old security blanket. The things that I've gone to for so long for protection and comfort when really they are sucking the life out of me every time I give in.
Give in, I did. Then, I turned to You. And You forgave. "In repentance and rest is your salvation", You say, "in quietness and trust is your strength." You call me to rest. Your blood was/is/will always be enough. Please help me when I try to squirm away from You. When my heart will "have none of it".
Thank You for loving me, Jesus. Thank You for always taking me back. Please keep telling the story of Your grace and redemption through this life of mine. For the glory of Your Name.
Happy Father's Day, Daddy. I love You, too.
