These thoughts are a compilation of several journal entries. They were resurrected in me by a couple of songs from church. The first song had the line, "... lay it at your feet..." Then and there You told me to lay not just my wants and desires, my hopes and dreams, but also my burdens at Your feet. Right then I envisioned laying a huge personal burden that had been acquired through my own bad choices at your feet.
You spoke tenderly to my heart at that moment and told me You would take it away. I was overcome by Your goodness to me later that night as we sang "Sweet Mercies." Tears poured forth and I could not sing for feelings of humility. Who am I to ask the God of everything to pour out His mercy on me? What have I done to deserve even such a position to approach Him and ask? I am but a wretched sinner, yet He calls to my soul drawing me unto Him into relationship.
Even in my pure humbleness, you still poured forth Your goodness and mercy while my husband and I prayed about this heaviness we've been hauling around. You called to my remembrance the following Scriptures and wrapped Your loving arms around me with their very words. "My child, I want to continue to pour out my rich blessings on you. You haven't seen anything yet! 'No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him.' (1 Corinthians 2:9)... 'How great is the goodness you have stored up for those who fear you. You lavish it on those who come to you for protection blessing them before the watching world.' (Psalm 31:19) So, my dear, 'Give your burdens to the Lord and He will take care of you. He will not permit the godly to slip and fall.' (Psalm 55:22)
