Joy come with the morning
For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime! Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning. Psalm 30:5
How different I often feel about God compared to this scripture. When I mess up and sin, which is way too frequent, then I feel as if He’s so very, very angry with me. Maybe my condemnation comes from another source…
How wonderful it is to have the favor of the Father! Just think, His favor is not a momentary thing but a lifetime endeavor. It is much the same with our children; we don’t just love them when they are good or when they do everything that we ask, to perfection. No, we love them, cherish them, and regard them with favor regardless. A parent has to… our love for our children dictates this. Is it not the same with our Heavenly Father?
His love is regardless. He certainly delights when we follow his direction but when we get bull-headed or just plain stupid don’t you know that his love is just as prevalent. His love is larger than we can truly understand, comprehend, or possibly experience while covered as we are. There are simply some things that we will experience to the fullest on the other side of glory.
Sometimes life hits us broadside and we are reeling, we are tossed about, and we begin to take on water. With all the stress, all the mess, and all the heartache, sometimes all the joy just gets washed out of our hearts. In times like these one of the best things we can do is… cry. Sometimes we need to weep. We need to cry or weep completely alone. When alone, when beat-down by all the ugliness of this life we find and learn our greatest lesson. We learn of our need. We learn that we need help. We learn to turn to God.
Like a sweeping rain that makes a mess of our pretty lawn and dirties-up our pristine driveway with dead leaves and slimy mud, so are we. When storms come into our lives it can get pretty nasty. We can become the house grouch or the workplace bully or that boss that gets bypassed.
Yet, in time… the sun comes out. Birds fill the air. They chirp and limb-dance and the wind dies down to a whispering breeze. Your heartache heals, your stress subsides, and you look up and see heavens glory. The sun is warm again.
God’s not forgotten you. God’s not angry with you. You are not alone, you never were. You endured the trials and tribulations of this life. They hurt, they always hurt, yet over time… in the morning… God reveals more of himself. In the morning… there will be more to praise, more to be thankful for and more to give and share with others in their time of need.
And helping others returns us to a joy beyond our selves. A joy given to us by God. A joy that carries us through the clean-up, the soggy feeling of failure, the frequent mistakes, or the sometimes overriding condemnation. God does not condemn, we bring that on ourselves. Christ came not to condemn but to forgive.
How different I often feel about God compared to this scripture. When I mess up and sin, which is way too frequent, then I feel as if He’s so very, very angry with me. Maybe my condemnation comes from another source…
How wonderful it is to have the favor of the Father! Just think, His favor is not a momentary thing but a lifetime endeavor. It is much the same with our children; we don’t just love them when they are good or when they do everything that we ask, to perfection. No, we love them, cherish them, and regard them with favor regardless. A parent has to… our love for our children dictates this. Is it not the same with our Heavenly Father?
His love is regardless. He certainly delights when we follow his direction but when we get bull-headed or just plain stupid don’t you know that his love is just as prevalent. His love is larger than we can truly understand, comprehend, or possibly experience while covered as we are. There are simply some things that we will experience to the fullest on the other side of glory.
Sometimes life hits us broadside and we are reeling, we are tossed about, and we begin to take on water. With all the stress, all the mess, and all the heartache, sometimes all the joy just gets washed out of our hearts. In times like these one of the best things we can do is… cry. Sometimes we need to weep. We need to cry or weep completely alone. When alone, when beat-down by all the ugliness of this life we find and learn our greatest lesson. We learn of our need. We learn that we need help. We learn to turn to God.
Like a sweeping rain that makes a mess of our pretty lawn and dirties-up our pristine driveway with dead leaves and slimy mud, so are we. When storms come into our lives it can get pretty nasty. We can become the house grouch or the workplace bully or that boss that gets bypassed.
Yet, in time… the sun comes out. Birds fill the air. They chirp and limb-dance and the wind dies down to a whispering breeze. Your heartache heals, your stress subsides, and you look up and see heavens glory. The sun is warm again.
God’s not forgotten you. God’s not angry with you. You are not alone, you never were. You endured the trials and tribulations of this life. They hurt, they always hurt, yet over time… in the morning… God reveals more of himself. In the morning… there will be more to praise, more to be thankful for and more to give and share with others in their time of need.
And helping others returns us to a joy beyond our selves. A joy given to us by God. A joy that carries us through the clean-up, the soggy feeling of failure, the frequent mistakes, or the sometimes overriding condemnation. God does not condemn, we bring that on ourselves. Christ came not to condemn but to forgive.
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