I am in need of some gospel promises this morning more than ever, for I need only look back on yesterday to see that this mouth God made to speak his praises and share his love opened to spew forth evil. There is no euphemism for the word.
The same mouth that praises God with my husband to thank God for daily blessings, complains. The same mouth that encourages my mother one moment critiques her in the next.
The same mouth that thanks God for his faithfulness fails to trust him and speaks of anxiety that wells from my heart.
Jeremiah writes, "Although our sins testify against, us, O Lord, do something for the sake of your names. For our backsliding is great; we have sinned against you."
I cry with David this morning, "When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long. For day and night your hand was heavy upon me; my strength was sapped as in the heat of summer. Then I acknowledged my sin to you and did not cover up my iniquity. I said, 'I will confess my transgressions to the LORD' and you forgave the guilt of my sin."
I am so tired of backsliding. Jeremiah also writes, "Return, faithless people; I will cure you of backsliding." Cure...I am diseased, cut, bleeding. I have a wound. This sin. We all do. But I praise God that all of you girls and I KNOW that we have a healing gauze over that wound. Jesus. That's really the only difference between us and unbelievers. They have the wound, too. But they have no white healing cover. They are gushing. Dying. We are alive in Christ. I need him so badly to heal me. Every day. Please pray that I would not keep backsliding, but press on, because there are so many who don't have that white bandage. While we are living, they are dying. I don't want my tongue to be twisted when it might bless, encourage, or pose a question for the purpose of healing.
Wanted to share this song that we used for "down the aisle" at our wedding.
I love this song.
That song is absolutely beautiful - and I can't imagine the tears that would have fallen watching you walk down the aisle to those words and that music. Thank you for sharing that! Comfort-words...
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