Sometimes a little post is all you feel up to. My heart has felt disturbed and attacked and yucky the past few days. I scared myself yesterday by the way I was acting. Hadn't seen that Me in a long time. Don't want to see it again. But the grace of God is unending and so gently, sweetly, reprimanding. Takes you to repentance, and forgiveness. And while my spirit still feels at war with myself moreso than I've felt in a long while, I can bask in the sunshiny love of my God.
Days like this when my heart feels like poison is eating away at it: so many downers, bad thoughts, and depression, sometimes a little smile up at God in the midst of it all just pours healing balm all over the hurt. He loves to pour out his love.
So I look up to the heavens, my limbs weighed down by all the blackness, my face the only part above the dark waters...and I look up toward the heavens and smile at my Father. Knowing he loves me deeply and truly and that he will never let go, and as I do, a shaft of light shoots down and ignites my soul, and the darkness screams, it flees, because the Father is smiling down at me.
This is the image he gives me. I love him all the more for it.
So I smile.
--MovingGirl
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