All that is filling my head is my failures. I’ve misplaced my glassesand it feels like permanently in all these nooks and crannies. I’m a Chatty Cathy and can’t seem to learn to listen. Listening is so important. I’ve been grumpy for a year. Jesus when will I ever be joyful? As I talk with you about these things they begin to drain off.
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. (Lamentations 3:22, 23 ESV) Lord, failure can saturate my life, but your steadfast love curls up beside me and cleanses it away. The only thing I feel is the warmth of your heart.
Savior, failure, especially sin, is not a good occurrence. But somehow you right it. Somehow you disintegrate it. It’s from the Cross and the power within it. I don’t deserve it. I love you more than this Chatty Cathy can express. You save me on so many levels.
Thank You Jesus,