Journal 2017

Why do I resist the Father’s love? Is it because I do not love myself adequately? Is it because I think less of myself than He does?

I’ve been taught since grade school the concept of the depravity of man: “Your sins are scarlet,” “There is none righteous, no not one,” and those famous lines from “Amazing Grace”: “for such a worm as I.” We were taught that we’re abased, unholy, unrighteous, unworthy, worthless human beings.

How do I climb out of this pit of self-abasement? How do I make the transition to God’s favored one, beloved of the Father, “I’m wild about you,” redeemed, accepted, made righteous and holy and pure in His sight?

When I leap into the Father’s arms, He catches me and holds me tight. “I’ll never let you go,” He whispers in my ear. “You’re mine forever.” I nestle into His bosom—the carrying pouch for little lambs, safe, loved, secure. I no longer sing, “If Jesus goes with me, I’ll go,” but rather, wherever the Father goes, I am carried along with Him. I can hear His heartbeat. It soothes and lulls and lets me rest and sleep like a newborn.