Sunday, November 15, 2009

Dust

I am filled with love for my Lord.

I've typed and deleted a paragraph twice now. It seems I can't articulate the one thing that has never changed since the day I poured my heart out to my Maker and said, "Here's my life. You can have it if you want it."

He wanted it.

I've not taken my eyes off Him since.

Still in awe.

It seems I can chatter about nonsense, complain about inconveniences, muse about irony and boast about my sweet family, but my words will never do when I want to express my love for the Lord.

Maybe that's because I can't get over His love for me.


"For He Himself knows our frame;
He is mindful that we are but dust."
~ Psalm 103:14