It's July 13.
Today marks 27 years since the night I cried out in the dark as a little girl and my Daddy walked me through God's plan of salvation and helped me ask Jesus to be my Lord and Savior. Each year, as I sit to write this post, I think about what I'm learning, where I'm at in my relationship with Christ, how this year looks different from the previous ones. What I know today about Jesus that I didn't know in the same way last year.
This year, it's a bittersweet truth. This year, my heart doesn't swell with joy and pride as I think about my walk with Jesus. This year has been difficult for me. I've had a hard time staying focused and disciplined and haven't done all that I could or should to plumb the depths of His riches offered freely to me.
This morning, as I sat to journal my thoughts on this day, I looked at a lot of verses about God's goodness, His kindness, His graciousness, His steadfast love. But, one verse came back to me over and over again. "If we are faithless, he will remain faithful, for he cannot deny who he is." 2 Timothy 2:13
His faithfulness calls me back over and over again, affords me the grace and gives me the courage to get up tomorrow morning, begin year 28 and know that He will be there every step of the way.
Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you. So I will bless you as long as I live; in your name I will lift up my hands. Psalm 63:3-4
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